50 years of Bond films is definitely a time of reflection.
Last night The MEPA and I rented Skyfall to celebrate that I arrived home with absolutely no papers to grade. Perhaps the first time since school started. Although we experienced Skyfall in all its IMAX wonder, there’s nothing like cozing up on the sofa in my IKEA robe with a handful of chocolate macaroons, watching a Bond flick with my favorite guy next to me. Who needs to wait for the weekend?
Bond. James Bond.
He is part of the culture. An icon. An institution. And he’s held his age quite well, considering he’s been shot at, tortured, survived impossible reckless encounters with cars, rockets, really big men with iron teeth–let alone his penchant for fast women and fast cars. Drinking martinis alone should have aged him.
I’m thinking the choice of Bond reflects what we expect of our male ideal.
Sean Connery: THE James Bond–cool, calm, quick with a well-place quip. A man’s man, and every woman’s ideal. Connery reflected the sixties male of being in control of his environment, and that included women.
Roger Moore: It must have been tough following Sean’s footsteps. Sean exuded capability, while Moore attempted charm. He tended to mistake panache for pandering and I just couldn’t warm up to his lack of physical prowess.
Timothy Dalton: Dalton had the looks, charm, and physicality of the suave secret agent. I had hoped for a longer run.
Pierce Bronsan: A great transition from Remington Steele to steely nerves and smooth demeanor. Bronsan brought class to the series and reflected the nineties male who still showed a bit of chauvinism towards women, but also respect–once they earned it.
Daniel Craig: When Bronsan got bounced from the series the pressure must have been tremendous for the next Bond in question, yet this blonde Bond has transcended and redefined the role. He epitomizes the tough male who is willing to show his compassionate side. I see Craig’s Bond as the modern King Arthur, tough yet revealing a vulnerability.
Bond. If you think about it, he is a reflection of what we expect out of our males for that particular era. So, bond today? No pressure, guys. Just be good with a punch, be it verbal or physical, and don’t forget to shake your martini. Oh yeah, it’s okay to shed a tear for a fallen comrade, should the need arise.
Any votes for your favorite Bond?