Several Quantums of Solace
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The new James Bond film appears to be cursed. Perhaps the Bond franchise will replace Shakespeare’s Macbeth as the most commonly euphemized popular narrative troubled by ghostly apparitions. While Macbeth is known as ‘Scottish play’ to avoid the title’s deadly curse – reducing principals to blood-thirsty 16th-century wenches – the Bond films can now be referred to as ‘Misogynist anthem’ or perhaps ‘Daniel Craig’s thick neck play’.
In all seriousness, people are dying up in there! Some guy rode by the set on his bicycle to get a glimpse of the action, and promptly died of a heart attack. Add to that two serious stunt accidents that almost killed the drivers, and it’s clear something is haunting this production. Obviously, Cubby Broccoli’s ghost is pissed. I would be too if my beloved Bond franchise was basing its plots around the sexy superspy moping about his dead ladyfriends. Roger Moore didn’t mope, people. He moved right along, and said things like this (when offered an Egyptian prostitute in The Spy Who Loved Me); “When in Egypt, one must always delve into its treasures”.