Thank you, Tom Ford.
Hairbrush phones, exploding alarm clocks, and much more.
Group. Blue Man Group.
Eat your heart out, Adele. (Actually, Adele could probably give two sh*ts.)
For all that advance work, Javier Bardem's endgame felt a bit slapped together.
It's all in the crotch and the arm holes.
Eat your heart out, Skyfall.
And it's on track for the biggest overall haul.
Goldfinger's, probably. Others, not so much.
“Bond’s transformation from rape-ready rogue to wounded and woman-weary tough guy is complete.”
Sam Mendes sends 007 into a battle that’s not just Bondian — it’s Oedipal, it’s biblical. And it’s absolutely thrilling.
You can't beat Sean Connery. You just can't.
See Chad Michaels as Pussy Galore, and more.
Suffice it to say, dude is knee-deep.
His family should get used to hearing "Logan, John Logan."