Last night, Jeff and I went on our biannual movie outing. Something about not having money and a 5-year-old seems to slow down our pop culture experiences.
We dropped Aidan off at Grandma's and headed to the nearest theater. We used a gift card and free popcorn passes to pay for most of our experience. Thanks Heather and Susannah!
Company: Jeff was with me and was smoking hot and smelled of some awesome sandalwood aftershave.
Theater: Unbelievably not packed and someone brought their baby. Yes - their baby who, not surprising to anyone but the parents, immediately started crying.
Theme Song: I disagree with my last review and have decided it is grating. I hate Alicia Keys.
Locations: Um, was there scenery? Appropriately gorgeous.
Bond Girls: Oh - there were women besides M? Appropriately gorgeous. Nice homage to Goldfinger.
Action: Non-stop and breathtaking. I loved it.
Bad guy: Creepy. Looked like his eyes were all pupil. He was so little though that I had a hard time believing he could put up much of a fight with Mr. Bond.
Shirtless scenes of Daniel Craig: Way too brief. No mankini. Nothing. *sigh*
Daniel Craig: Piercing blue eyes, slightly too much ear, pouty mouth, beautiful in tight clothes. Plays brooding excellent. Smoking hot.
Funnily enough, I browsed the TV after we got home last night and caught part of an old Bond with Pierce Brosnan. I can't remember which one - Halle Berry, the sister from Pride and Prejudice, John Cleese and an invisible car. Lame. I know there are people out there that like the lame fights and gadgets but I think the movies with Daniel Craig are so much better. That said, I've enjoyed those movies in the past and would really like to see some of the earlier ones again with that wife-smacker, Sean Connery.