BOND, JAMES BOND

D-day finally arrived last Sunday. When my roommates asked if I wanted to go catch the latest James Bond flick, I jumped at the chance. I was at the end of my tether by now. My normally peaceful roommates were bickering like crazy. The constant battles were getting fiercer by the day and it was no fun being caught in the middle of the cross fire. The new James Bond did get emotions running high. At least in our home!!

Per D, having a golden-haired, blue-eyed, rough-around-the-edges man play Bond was sheer sacrilege. C begged to differ. She had seen the said actor on one of the promos with his shirt off and as far as she was concerned, that settled the matter.

This was a pretty different James Bond movie. For one, it was much longer. It showcases the emotional side of the man licensed to kill. It also sets the stage for his flashy cars, an Aston Martin no less, and of course, for his womanizing ways. This is the rough and ready Bond before his metamorphosis into his suave avatar.

The new Bond has a craggy face, the bluest of eyes, cute ears that stick out and the body of a Greek god. I think on this one, I am going to have to side with C.