Never Say Never Again. (1986) SPECTRE sends Largo to steal a couple of nuclear warheads causing James Bond and his usual bevy of beauties to swim into action. If that sounds like Thunderball, it is, as some legal mumbo jumbo allowed producer/writer Kevin McClory to retain filming rights to the original novel. To make it seem more like a legitimate Bond flick, Warner Brothers lured Sean Connery back to give the role of Agent 007 one more go. The results are okay, especially if you like a lot of in-movie jokes about Bond's age or watching him throw his own urine in someone's face. What? It happens.
TIL: Okay, look, Connery was only 52 when he signed up for Never Say Never Again, but I guess that's elderly by super spy standards. Being 007 is probably hard on the knees. Heck, when I hit 52, everything was hard on the knees. Still, as Pope Francis noted, longevity is a blessing and that the elderly have a place in God’s saving plan. Maybe not stopping madmen with nuclear bombs, mind you, but as the Pontiff put it, as an "indispensable link in educating children and young people in the faith... [and as] actors in a pastoral evangelizing ministry, privileged witnesses of God’s faithful love”.
I HAVE SOME NOTES: More scatterbrained scribbles based on my daily Scripture readings.
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