Bond. James Bond. I've been on a bit of a Bond binge, dabbling round the series, taking stock, wondering why the series kept me engaged for all these years. Now, I'm not one who'd argue that it was some sort of pinnacle cinema, yet, there is something comforting, something suburban about seeing them all again. Back before the VCR, I'd watch them when they aired on ABC, and in high school...I'd make sure I saw them when they came out, and now I'm revisiting them again and strangely intrigued once again. What is it about nostalgia? about the romanticized life that my adulthood has never resembled?
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