ideas for next bond movie:
moneypenny brings her new bf with her when she meets james for drinks or something
he’s like a 29 year old 6′4″ male model type
james gets touchy and insecure ALL NIGHT
srry I did not see this until now but YES tbh I imagine after this encounter bond would casually mention that he might have penny’s boyfriend, “well let’s just say eliminated shall we miss moneypenny?” and eve is like I can make your life a living hell don’t even try
Sometimes, when it’s very quiet and I close my eyes, I swear that I can hear the brazen, brassy tones of the James Bond theme song playing in the silence. At first, it was a bit worrying. But now, I’m kind of used to it. It’s all part and parcel of what comes with diving headfirst into “The Year of the Spy”. I’m not sure how this happened, but 2015 officially became “The Year of the Spy” thanks…
Spectre’s Naomie Harris has acknowledged the pressure that comes with becoming the James Bond franchise’s first-ever black Moneypenny.
While Moneypenny was a presence throughout the previous Bond adventure Skyfall, her true identity wasn’t revealed until late in the film.
Speaking to Town & Country, Harris suggested that the handling of her character’s role preempted any possible protests from fans.
“I think I was very lucky that it was never revealed I was Moneypenny until the movie was already out,” she explained. “People didn’t have a chance to say, ‘Oh no, we don’t want a black Moneypenny’, because they didn’t know she was coming.
source – digital spy
The typical fandom experience:
Being unable to find stories with women and/or characters of color that don’t place them in relation to a white dudeslash ship.
If you can’t see that this is a problem fandom needs to fix – actually fix instead of providing platitudes about how much they love these women and/or characters of color that they only use to shore up ships – then you’re part of the problem.
It’s fixable of course, but requires fandom to look at the why and how behind their behemoth-like ships and how they handle the portrayal of women and/or characters of color in the fanworks that they create and consume.
It feels like almost everything I’ve done has led up to this point.
For me (and many fans), 2015 was the year of the spy. I’ve seen most of the spy films and television shows that came out this year and of course, I spent most of my year watching and rewatching James Bond films so that I could write my column over at The Mary Sue. From Dr. No to Skyfall (with a few unofficial films along the way), I made my way through every single James Bond film made between 1962 and now. Most of these movies I watched a minimum of three times. Others? Yeah, I went way overboard.
I think that after a year of spy comics, movies, and shows, it was inevitable for Spectre to fall short of the hype that I had built up, a crashing force of momentum born from the moment that they announced the title of the film. I’ve spent close to a year of my life eating, breathing, and dreaming about James Bond. I may be behind on Fleming’s original canon, but I am nearly one with Eon Production’s slightly softer canon.
Here’s the thing though: maybe all of that time worked against me. Maybe I was destined not to completely enjoy Spectre because it had been built up to Leviathan-like proportions in my head thanks to this year. I don’t know. What I do know is that I saw Spectre twice – first on November 7th with my Skyfall partner Rob and then on the following Tuesday with my trusty notebook – and it has yet to move me the way that Skyfall did.
It isn’t that Spectre is a bad movie. It’s not. It’s full of lush scenery and pretty people and the most brutal fight scenes. Craig is a good Bond and I’ve got to admit that even his least popular Bond film (coughcoughQuantumOfSolacecoughcough) is better than like ninety percent of the worst Bond films out there.
Spectre is almost entirely my thing.
Except for where it’s not.
If you want to read more of this super-massive review and recap, head on over to my blog for the rest of it!
Here’s a newsflash for you my fellow slash shippers: Your male/male
ships that focus almost exclusively on white men aren’t as progressive
or as rebellious as you think they are.
Especially when (not ‘if’) they come at the expense of women and
characters of color who have significant intimate relationships with one
or both of the two white guys you’re shipping.
For the rest of article which talks about racism in fannish spaces, the illusion of progress at the expense of women and POC in fannish spaces, and how internalized misogyny is infectious, head over to my blog to read more!