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I always kind of took that as read... not the parapersonality bit, just that "007" and "James Bond" were names that went with a particular position; that Connery and Moore, for example, were NOT supposed to be the same man... I dunno, maybe that was just me.
I've had this conversation here before, I think, but for years I presumed that Connery's Bond wasn't the same person as Lazenby's Bond wasn't the same person as Moore's Bond. That probably came from OHMSS being one of the first - but, crucially, not *the* first - Bond movies I saw as a kid, and is all about the line that Morgue quotes. It's just a joke, the same kind of to-camera joke that the series always has (Benny, Bond's always been a parody), but it's still offered up to the audience as a semi-serious suggestion. This isn't the Bond you're looking for.
That gets thrown away when the producers decide to keep referencing Rigg's death in the subsequent films. Connery gets it, Moore gets it and, iirc, Dalton gets it.
I wish they'd go for the multiple Bonds angle. Start a new continuity in the series. Maybe have one of the older Bonds (Dalton seems a good bet) go rogue and have to be taken down by New Bond. Dalton tries to persuade New Bond to come over to his side - they're fucking you about, man, they're sending you out on these half-arsed missions to silence media barons and shit, when you should be stabbing communists in the eye with poison-tipped umbrellas and having fights with Russian lesbians with daggers hidden in their shoes. You're a spy, for fuck's sake - you should be sneaking about, using disguises, but they're sticking you in speedboat chases. What the fuck's that all about? Is that what you signed on for? It's not the job I wanted. Hell, my best friend got mauled by a shark! A fucking shark! Haven't they got sick of doing sharks by now?
And New Bond's tempted. He wants a briefcase with a zillion hidden compartments, Parker pens which fire darts. But Dalton's talking loopy stuff along with the sense - he's started on about how he wants to go into space, have a fight with a man with a mouth made entirely of metal, kill his enemies by blowing them up like giant helium balloons and popping them - and his orders *are* to take him down. So he does. But on return to London, he gives M the lowdown - this is how it's been for too long now, and things are going to change around here. You need me - I'm the best there is at what I do - and you don't want to make an enemy out of me. Dalton we could handle. You've never fought anything like me before. And M says yeah, New Bond, to be honest I've been thinking the same thing. |
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