Casino Royale opened yesterday and I was supposed to boycot it. There is no blonde in James Bond. I can't begin to tell you how much this irks me. But I'm in San Diego spending time with my grandparents and my grandfather likes the 007. It made sense to take them to a movie that they'd enjoy sleeping through.
Luckily, there were enough chest shots of Daniel Craig to distract me from looking at his flappy ears—and the fact that the real Casino Royale is about Baccarat NOT poker. But the poker was fine, and the intro to the movie had cool card designs that made me want to decorate my someday entertainment room. Not to mention make a return to Lake Como.
Getting to the point, I LOVED it. It was a great movie and the audience clapped at the end. Quality Hollywood entertainment with a twist. We'll have to see what the Wicked Chops boyz think of it. Besides being hot for Eva Green and showing a nice boobie flick of her on their site, they might notice that there were a few inaccuracies in the poker scenes. Like Bond claiming the bad guy had 23:1 odds to hit his two outer on the river.
After all, the important thing is that Casino Royale cleared the censors in China. Now all sorts of Chinese Bond lovers will be able to get their thrill on.
Hurry up and go see it so we can start talking about his penis.
CURRENT: San Diego, CA
NEXT: Pasadena, CA