Growing up watching Bond continuously entertaining and pumping adrenaline levels up, it is no wonder that the latest Casino Royale has climbed up to the top of my ‘urgent lust’ list. Wonder no more on my tardiness; I am yet to see this Blonde Bond perform simply because the fates have conspired against me once again.

In simple English, watching the movie is as challenging as a stunt involving Russian spies on bikes balancing on a chopper. On Thursday, I literally roamed - somewhat aimlessly- Amman’s movie theatres hunting for Bond. It was not at all a pleasant surprise to find that the one theatre that was showing the movie was fully booked by the time my friend and I arrived. Less appealing was the discovery that the two other theatres we popped at were showing mostly Egyptian movies (no offence but my understanding of comedy is really different) and no Bond. I was heartbroken, utterly lost, and my morale was harmed beyond repair.

A cinema packed with 13 year old kids playing ultra-hip will not rain on my parade, I am determined. There is nothing more pressing now than watching Connery’s successor struggle to drive a manual gear Austin Martin.

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