haven’t seen casino royale yet but i shall, shortly. hopefully this weekend. the dude is smokin, SMOKIN! hot damn. my eyes start tearing just watching the clips. which often happens when i am overcome with feelings — joy, pain, and in this case ferocious desire. daniel craig has that rugged, raw, brutish masculinity that borders on sinister. the same vibe that clive owen has going, and that russell crow once had, back in the gladiator days, before he got corny and overexposed. think santa can bring me a 007 of my very own? is that a bond in my stocking, or am i just thinking wishfully?
if word is bond, and bond is hot, then word is HOT
November 29, 2006 · 6 Comments
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Kate // November 29, 2006 at 5:01 am
You are so gonna love Casino Royale.
Wish I could help on the stocking front.
colleen // November 29, 2006 at 12:20 pm
yeah, i got pumped when i read on your blog that you enjoyed it.
cynical girl also had a post about double - O hotness, and a coupla my other chick friends have recommended it. can’t wait!
Lost // November 29, 2006 at 4:11 pm
Ooooh yes! He’s hot and exactly as you stated, in that dirty, rugged, HOT way that Clive Owen is…..
I can’t wait to see it, either!
Anonymous // December 4, 2006 at 2:11 pm
Speaking of words, I have two words after seeing Casino Royale. Product placement. I liked the film, but sometimes I couldn’t tell if I was watching a movie or a commercial. Dicey. Daniel Craig is super hot, though.
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Brady // May 30, 2008 at 1:47 am
Let me speak up, as a male. The most unforgettable part of that movie for me was the chair with the caning removed and a naked Bond placed onto it. Having one’s balls bashed about cannot be fun. I’ve had them kicked in, mashed or otherwise bruised on many occasions, but I’ve never had them deliberately whacked as torture. No sir, I don’t like it. But the part that stays with me is his response when asked to divulge his spy secrets. Surely Bond knows that not telling will result in something far worse than ball smashing. Yet he cannot tell — to do so would go against everything he stands for. So he relates with a head shake and a laugh that borders on tears, No, I won’t tell you. I can’t get his combined expression of resignation and sadness out of my head. Here’s hoping that never happens to me.
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