Last night I saw Casino Royale. I won't give any of the plot away but I have a few issues:First off, it's a great film. Which makes up for Sarah not allowing me to wear a tuxedo to the cinema. When we got there EVERYONE was wearing them (all right, two guys, but still I wouldn't have looked out of place. In the dark).
Daniel Craig is perfect as James Bond; he's very old-school, probably as Ian Fleming had imagined him. In my opinion, he looks like Steve McQueen, particularly as he looks slightly out of focus compared to everyone else, just like Steve McQueen did in those computer-edited 1980s Holsten Pils adverts with Griff Rhys-Jones.(Anyone still with me?)
There was one very cool gadget in the film - I might get an in-car defibrillator myself (& wire it to the passenger seat for a laugh...)
There were some scenes of Free Running (a.k.a Parkour), something I've always wanted to learn to do. I'm fairly bouncy, I can jump well & I've got reasonable balance... Who am I kidding? - I tried to climb up the walls of a passageway today (to read the gas meter outside my flat) and couldn't do it! I'll do it one day though....
As for the inaccuracies & handy coincidences, it is an action movie, you can let it go. I'm sure digitalis isn't so effective so quickly when you drink it, etc. Don't know about shagging straight after undergoing that kind of torture though...
And today I slept in till midday. Jeez, my breath when I got up, I swear it could've cut glass...
Then this afternoon I got my haircut. I'm not good with haircuts. I went in looking like a Lego man, I came out looking like a loo brush.
Could've been worse I s'pose. I once had long hair, a lot like Rachel from Friends... Come to think of it, I grew it like that first, which means she (and half the women in the Western world) copied me.
Which makes me a fashion icon.
Hey, not bad for a Wednesday.
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