So before I went to see Captain America:Civil War, I had this one friend who spend most of her existence banging on about how hot Chris Evans is, and I was always a bit like meh. He’s blonde (so judgemental I know)- not really my type.
Ladies and gentleman after seeing this damn movie I have been bloody converted… and I tried soo hard not to like to him. I am a grown woman; I am not attracted to well defined arm muscles, a body enclosed in tight tight t-shirts and eyes the shade of a Summer sky.
…except turns out I am. What can I say…he is one pouty hench specimen of American beefcake.
Somebody get me a fan. ASAP.
Over and Out!
I would just like to share the fact that I accidentally sprayed eau de toilette on my underarms instead of deodorant because I am fail. On the plus side my underarms smell hella fine. On the downside I look like a weirdo sniffing my underarms.
So you know where I said I was going to see ‘Life of Pi’…yeah that didn’t happen. Instead we ended up seeing Skyfall at the ridiculous time of half 9 in the evening. Somebody once told me only saddos go to the cinema in the morning. By that logic, yesterday I must have been gangsta.
It was really good! It was different in the style of other Bond movies in that it was more… personal. This was Bond who has someone to fight for rather than Bond the cool, calculating killer. There’s more of that humanity that has been coming across increasingly since Casino Royale. 007 is not invincible. Even he can’t simply brush off his clothes and get up after being shot. He can still talk his way out of everything though, think unbelievably quickly on his feet, fight with prowess and of course he’s sexy as hell. He sports some stubble for a while too and well… I have a weakness for stubble.
Javier Bardem does a wonderful job as a villian. He’s not just another crazy fool who wants to ‘take over ze world‘. He has an agenda and a motive so whilst he is a complete bastard, at least we know why. He also manipulates Bond wonderfully by making him squirm. Javier Bardem caressing Daniel Craig’s thighs was just a brilliant touch and probably one of my favourite scenes in the film.
It was also a breath of fresh air that Bond doesn’t get too caught up in women. Don’t get me wrong, he still gets some action but the film doesn’t revolve around it. (This was also welcome as I was watching with my parents and there is no fast forward button at a cinema.) There’s a rather nice shaving scene *eyebrow dance*. What is it with shaving that makes it so…intimate?
The producers have understood that this generation isn’t impressed by shooting pens anymore- in a sense we’ve ‘grown up’. The weapons and technology are not far-fetched. There’s no flashy car. In fact it all hinges on a radio! This equipment was given to 007 by Q who was rather pleasant on the eyes and personifies nerdy but hot.
Q with Bond
Last but not least, there was such a brilliant British undertone to it all. There was a sense of: we might not have the empire, but we can still own yo arse. I loved the scenes at Temple tube station, the landscape shots of London, the bulldog sitting on M’s desk, the ‘welcome to Scotland’ followed by an almighty bang part and quite frankly the sheer resilience Bond fights with. Very fitting for 50 years of Bond and Adele on the soundtrack was a nifty little bonus.
Over and Out.