Showing posts with label Bond James Bond. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bond James Bond. Show all posts

Friday, July 06, 2007

Midnight in the Garden of Good & Gay

Mena Suvari is going gay again and this time her conquest will be a Bond Girl. Let me give you a second to process that information, form mental images and create fantasy scenarios. … OK, you good? Suvari has signed on to star in “The Garden of Eden,” an adaptation of the never-finished Ernest Hemingway novel that was published after his death in 1986. Set in the pre-Depression jazz era, the movie follows a pilot-turned-writer and his new wife (played by Suvari) as they honeymoon in Europe. From Variety:
“She becomes restless and tests her husband’s devotion in unusual ways. One is to bring a sultry Italian girl into their bedroom.”

Playing said “sultry Italian girl” will be sultry Italian actress Caterina Murino. You may remember her as the married beach beauty Bond, James Bond has a roll about with in “Casino Royale.” Suvari already memorably got her gay on as Claire’s not-quite girlfriend Edie on “Six Feet Under.” Man, who else wanted to shake Claire and say, “Dude, a hot girl is totally all over you. Get it together!”? While I liked Suvari before, I’d never really reveled in the hotness until her turn as Edie. Perhaps she just has better chemistry with her female co-stars. For the sake of Caterina and lascivious moviegoers like me everywhere, I certainly hope so.p.s. Those last few links are a little NSFW. Hell, it’s Friday. Go for it.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Eva Green: Bride of Frankenstein, err, Bond...

Eva Green is stunning. Seductive, smart and those eyes, those eyes! Which is why it baffles me that the French actress and newest Bond girl would show up at the premieres of the "Casino Royale" looking like something Igor dragged in. The high necks. The frazzled hair. The Wonder Woman pose. What is this, Bride of Frankenstein chic? I'm all for blazing your own trail, but it shouldn't blaze through Transylvania. I mean, see at what happens when someone else dresses her?


Sexy. Sleek. Not plugged into an electrical socket. Mon dieu.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Shaken and stirred

Is it bad that I've always had a thing for James Bond? Yes, 007 is a chauvinistic womanizer. Yes he is prone to bad sexual puns. Yes, he kills people at an alarming rate. Yet, still, I can’t help but like the big galoot. Wow, I've just effectively canceled out my women's studies minor, haven't I? I blame a childhood spent watching old Bond reruns on lazy Sunday afternoons. I was young and impressionable…but, really, is it even physically possible to resist the allure of Sean Connery? The tux. The accent. Yummy. (In my defense, the Bond girls never hurt either.) When Daniel Craig was first announced as the new Bond for "Casino Royale," I was a tad horrified. Blond, James blond? Bond is suave, dark and handsome. Not rugged, blond and with an oddly blockish head. Now, after hearing continued reports of a reinvigorated franchise and reading glowing reviews both from the British and American press, I’m sold. Bring on blondie. Plus, have you seen Danny boy in his speedo? Hell, that even works on me.