So, Casino Royale is better than any James Bond movie since, like, Octopussy. The theme music was crap, the credit sequence was crap, the bit where Daniel Craig was naked was crap because I couldn't bear to look because his testicles were getting whipped, the product placement was obtrusive and the lovey-dovey scenes were crap. But it really doesn't matter because the all the action sequences were good, especially for someone like me who usually thinks action scenes are retarded.
As for Daniel Craig, well . . . If our Lord held a gun to my head and commanded me to have a two-man threesome with the partners of my choice, they would be Daniel Craig and Benjamin Biolay. Which is really the point of good Bond, isn't it? Except if I walked into a bedroom where Benjamin Biolay and Daniel Craig were waiting, I think my knees would give out. Not that it would matter; I don't think the point of a two-man threesome would be me doing a lot of stuff.
No other news. No other news in particular from Belgium; perhaps that ship has sailed. I wonder how much that bothers me. Some. Some not. This weekend will be nice. I need to decompress because work has really been making me want to shoot myself lately. Maybe if I didn't have a job like the one I do now, I wouldn't notice product placements in Bond films. Maybe Dr. No was actually full of product placements in equal measure, and I never noticed because Ursula Andress was so pretty.
Oh god, I hate the advertising so. Yesterday I editted an article about a television advertising campaign in the States for stomach stapling or banding or something, that's going to go on air post-holidays when everyone is feeling extra fat. Merciful fuck. I can't take this shit anymore.
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No, I don't work with advertising and I notice product placement, so does Krazy. I don't think it's in Dr. No, I would say it's only in the last 15-20 years that we've had to put up with that crap. Or, at least they stopped being subtle.
Soon it will be the holidays and you'll get a break from editing articles about stomach stapling advertisements!
i didn't notice any product placement in bond except for the obvious: when some guy says, "that's a beautiful watch is it Rolex?" and bond says, "no *insert name of brand of watch that Bond advertizes*" and obviously Asten Marten.
maybe i'm psycho: it didn't bother me he was getting whipped in the nuts. i was just happy he was naked.
and i LOVED that villain. and the first chick was smokin' hot.
Lady, the brand of every cellphone, computer, and alchohol was plastered up on screen like there was no tomorrow. And asking for Gordon's in the drink he called a "Vesper." And the Ford he was driving before he found his pretty car, and and and. You probably didn't notice all those because you watch more television and take it more for granted, but I find it distracting.
Mel, Christmas will help but I can't live holiday to holiday. I'll be relieved when I leave - it's December now so the date is getting easier to look forward to.
Ads for stomach stapling...pretty.
Sweet Jesus Christ, LaSpliffe, I just image googled Benjamin Biolay - where on earth can I obtain some of this gorgeous creature's music?
My jaw nearly dropped when his pouting gallic gob came up on my screen, and I'm kinda glad I'm in the office alone.
I'll see if I can find his stuff in the UK. Then again, I could always pick it up the next time I dash over on the Eurostar...
If I see it, I'll pick you up some and mail it to you, Spliffster.
I KNOW, he's almost embarassingly hot, eh? I thought I got over that "beau tenebreux" thing when Chistopher Ecclseton did Doctor Who, but it turns out I just hadn't heard Benjamin Biolay yet.
If you could do that I would be so very grateful - I have none of his records for my own and no real prospect of changing that - and I'd be happy to do return the favour with any New World music worth exporting that hasn't been.
um, did no one see my link to Amazon.ca? all Benjamin Biolay's stuff is there. just order it!
Baked apple Jesus international Christ, Lady, for the third cocking time this week, I ordered the things on amazon.ca last spring and never received them because they kept extending the "one to three week" delivery time.
Am I complaining so much these days you just tune me out after "I can't find any Benjamin Biolay"? Bad news.
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