My computer threatened to eat itself today. I spent the morning frantically copying files onto a whole necklace worth of flash drives, trying to save all the work and email info that I should (but don’t) back up regularly. Now, thanks to a loan from a friend, I’ve copied all our vital files onto an external hard drive, and we’re probably going PC shopping tomorrow.
I’ve run most of the day on adrenaline. I’m tired. But I don’t care. In fact, I’m ending the day happy. Why, you ask? Simple:
Bond. James Bond. As portrayed — perfectly — by Daniel Craig. We went to an early matinee, and the movie is incredible. It’s so far and away beyond any previous Bond (and keep in mind that I thought no one could follow Pierce Brosnan) that this film is in an entirely different class.
You should go see it immediately. I’m going to go again as soon as I have a chance. Action, romance, intrigue, high-stakes poker, gorgeous locations, incredible chase sequences, and — oh, yes:
When asked if he wants his martini shaken or stirred, this Bond answers, “Do I look like I give a damn?” When questioned about Craig as Bond, many of the faithful shrieked about his blond hair and other perceived faults. Do I sound like I give a damn? They need to see this film and then apologize for all the fuss they made. The Bond franchise has finally produced a movie that’s faithful to the tone of Ian Fleming’s books: Gritty. Real. Sexy. Painful. Exhilarating.
Bye-bye, Pierce. Daniel Craig is James Bond.