James Bond, synonymous with being a sex symbol as much as he is a spy in the books, but he too seems to push the buttons of every red-blooded male.
Just don’t tell the guys that.
I’ve tried to watch these films, and all I see is big explosions and flashy cars... and a martini; shaken, not stirred (I wonder what the difference is?)
Then you hear about men, and critics alike talk about the films like they are the messiah and people sound truly into these films, but what I just don’ get is how people feel watching them?
What is the feeling like for men when they watch James Bond getting it on with yet another exotically named lass? Or when he beats the bad guys with a flash new speed boat and a couple of guns handy?
What is it like for men to be excited for in films, for the ladies, and correct if I am wrong, when we get excited its either being hot under the collar or that warm fuzzy feeling that makes us fell as sugary as a stick of fairy floss.
And that’s pretty sugary.
I’ve tried to bond with Bond, but it seems I’m no Bond girl, not sure why, perhaps I like my martini’s stirred?
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