Who really gives a s***?
"What’s it like being named Bond, James Bond?" by Joseph P. Kahn |
Globe Staff, November 10, 2012
With “Skyfall,”
the latest Bond movie, opening in the United States this week and with
007 celebrating his silver anniversary on the silver screen, the suave
British spy shows no signs of fading away. He is the franchise player
for a multimedia juggernaut that cast even the Queen of England in a parachute-packing supporting role at the London Olympics to hype the new film. To millions, he is the coolest character on the planet. (Sorry, Harry Potter.)
But what if you, too, had “James Bond” stamped on your identification papers? Funny you should ask, because a lot of folks do.
In Massachusetts, you can find James Bonds in communities from
Plymouth to Pittsfield, Attleboro to Salem. They may not all be busy
protecting the British Empire from global mayhem, but they do possess a
license to use the killer line (“Bond. James Bond.”) first uttered in
the 1962 film “Dr. No” and in virtually every Bond movie since then.
Some of these real-life James Bonds are happy to talk about their
identification, or misidentification, with you-know-who. Others are not.
Those willing to share say they mostly have fun with the nominative
overlap, up to a point, anyway. It is not as if they were named Hannibal
Lecter or something....
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