Inara ,'Serenity'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
All this Visjnic vs. Brosnan talk is reminding me of a play a friend of mine wrote. Basic plot is some fangirls end up kidnapping a star of James Bond-esque movies.
My friend was picturing someone like Brosnan when she wrote the part, but the guy who got cast was more Visjnic, accent and all. She (and the audience) had no complaints about it whatsoever.
I used to find comfort in the fact that once JFK jr passed away, George Clooney was my only really predictable movie-star guy crush. I'd forgotten about Brosnan. Clearly. Yes. He smooth and elegant, and the kind of guy whose attraction is predictable, and man oh man does it work. So so pretty.
Emily, wasn't there a tune in that bizarre French-Canadian animated movie about a bicyclist (the name is completely escaping me!) where the noise the fridge made was a major sound component?
Triplets of Belleville.
Brosnan's neck seems to skinny for his head, and his hair is too big.
I file him under okay, but not all that.
Which is also where I file Brad Pitt.
And Sean Bean.
Meanwhile, back in OMGHAWT land, we have Steve Buscemi.
I don't understand me, either.
Someone somewhere suggested Angelina for Bond. I can get behind that. Or beneath. Or whatev.
I think Princess Tickybox should be Bond.
Someone somewhere suggested Angelina for Bond. I can get behind that. Or beneath. Or whatev.
And ...
Brosnan's neck seems to skinny for his head, and his hair is too big.
I never really thought that about Brosnan, but repeatedly during Mr & Mrs Smith thought that about Jolie.
Thank you kindly, Robin. I seem to remember for the Oscar-cast performance of the song, the jazz band had an actual refrigerator (and a bicycle) on stage.
I think Angelina Jolie is not "cool" enough for Bond. Now I am trying to think of a woman who could sucessfully play Bond, but all I am pictureing now is Judi Dench.
Also, Steve Buscemi is a known hottie (at least in the circles in which I run).
wasn't there a tune in that bizarre French-Canadian animated movie about a bicyclist (the name is completely escaping me!) where the noise the fridge made was a major sound component?
The refrigerator's role was limited to its wire shelves being plucked or strummed or played like a xylophone. I'll have to rewatch for the umptyeth time to be really sure of which. The real star of the tune was the vacuum cleaner.