Double-Oh Yeah.

Non-spoiler alert: Skyfall is just damn near perfect. 91% positive Rotten Tomatoes reviews don’t lie. Roger Ebert calls it “a full-blooded, joyous, intelligent celebration of a beloved cultural icon” for the 50th film-iversary of James Bond. Skyfall has dark moments, to be sure, but I have to agree with the Ebes: it’s joyous.

Pretty much everything you’d want in a Bond movie: international intrigue, stylized fight scenes that let Bond kick ass in ways we haven’t quite seen before, an absolutely delicious villain, plus gadgets! girls! cocktails! cars! tuxedos! twists! Just the right amount of action, with no look-away gory-ness or video game campy-ness. Flashy and spectacular, but also subtle and smart. If you can overlook the glaring misogyny (ha. there’s a statement), it’s kind of the perfect entertainment package.

Let’s do the math: James Bond = Don Draper + guns & gadgets.

Right?! James Bond in general just drips with 60s cool, and Skyfall seems to have a particular affection for the past. We get glimpses of Bond’s backstory — childhood and early agent-hood. We ponder the tensions between access & anonymity in modern life, technology & human intelligence in modern warfare. We go on a throwback ride in Bond’s old-school Aston Martin. Even the score has a few moments of surf-rock guitar so classic, we almost think Sean Connery must be lurking just out of frame.

So basically I’m developing a healthy-sized James Bond obsession. I ordered my first Ian Fleming novel today. Things are getting pretty serious. I’m shaken AND stirred…

On that note, let’s talk about Q. After all, no review of Skyfall would be complete without a little gushing about Ben Whishaw

I only have eyes for Q…

For your consideration: Tall. Skinny. Glasses. British. Hair. Style. Wit.
And I am now human pudding. Dictionary reference for “SJ’s Perfect Man,” to the point of absurdity. Seriously, though. I’d let him hack my firewall and decode my encryptions…if you catch my drift…(perhaps the nerdiest innuendo ever)…which is how Q would want it, obviously.

(Q image found here. Homegirl loves her some geeks.)
(holy shit. Human Pudding = accidental Full House reference.)

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