When it comes to James Bond, I’m not a superfan. Sure I’ve seen all of the 007 movies that have come out during my lifetime, and I’ve certainly played some Goldeneye, but it didn’t shatter my universe when Quantum of Solace sucked a bag of dicks. And let’s be clear – it sucked a bag of dicks.
The entire movie was bad except for Daniel Craig, who – despite many naysayers when he first started – has become Bond in my mind. But even with the movie being tough follow in the sense that you just didn’t feel like following it, I still had faith in the Bond franchise with Daniel Craig at the helm.
Then last night it all clicked why there were a lot of people who were generally nervous about how this movie was going to come out. I’m talking about true Bond superfans who treat the franchise the way a Trekkie reveres Star Trek, or the way your 13-year-old neighbor treasures his alone time with unrestricted internet access.
These were the people with whom I shared a theater last night. While ev...