James Bond Movies
So today being the lazy kind of day that it was, I decided to sit down and zap through the TV channels to see what's on. Meanwhile, Mum in the room next door was putting on a Neil Sedaka CD.
It's a Mum thing. It beats juggling baby geese.
Anyways, there was I, zapping the channels, and damned if I didn't stumble upon Sean Connery's last outing as James Bond in "Never Say Never Again." I caught the scene where Bond was being beaten up by this hired muscle goon, sent by the villain to dispatch him.
So there he was, running down the stairs, tripping up the thug with a plank of wood, and then it was straight in to the wrestling and the violence, all that waltzing around and chucking one another through windows and doors.
And suddenly, as they were dancing around, Neil Sedaka's song "Should Have Never Let You Go" filtered in through the dividing door.
I muted the film, and listened. The timing was perfect.
Anyone can make mistakes,
And we both have made our share,
But a life without your love,
Is a life too hard to bear.
I don't care who's right or wrong,
Only know I love you so.
Why did I have to write this song?
I should have never let you go.
(At this point, Bond and the goon were fighting in the kitchen. Bond looked like he was losing, till he grabbed a knife. The thug was throwing around this seel spring whip, called a Cobra I believe, which made short work of metal trays and other items. Nice little bit of metal, that).
Why?
In all the wide, wide world,
Have I run into you here,
Wish I could disappear.
I'll never understand,
Why I even give a damn.
(They run into a guest room. A pretty woman is lying there. Bond whips off the bedsheets and throws them over the goon. They waltz out of the room together, leaving the woman curled up in bed in a foetal position).
And for this last bit, the thug threw Bond into the specimen room. As Bond lay there on the ground, looking up, the thug enters the room, and these lines play at precisely that moment ...
When you walk into a room,
You know I stand on shaky ground.
I've built so many walls around me,
Now the walls are tumbling down.
You're the kind I can't forget,
Let the tears begin to flow.
(As these lines here were being sung, Bond had thrown a beaker of his own piss at the thug. The thus backs into the cabinet behind him and sinks to his knees in death, impaled by glass items of various type which had become embedded in his back).
I have only one regret,
I should have never let you go.
(The thug topples face forwards, dead).
I couldn't watch the rest of the movie after that. I was too busy sitting silently, clutching my sides for fear of splitting them, laughing.
It's a Mum thing. It beats juggling baby geese.
Anyways, there was I, zapping the channels, and damned if I didn't stumble upon Sean Connery's last outing as James Bond in "Never Say Never Again." I caught the scene where Bond was being beaten up by this hired muscle goon, sent by the villain to dispatch him.
So there he was, running down the stairs, tripping up the thug with a plank of wood, and then it was straight in to the wrestling and the violence, all that waltzing around and chucking one another through windows and doors.
And suddenly, as they were dancing around, Neil Sedaka's song "Should Have Never Let You Go" filtered in through the dividing door.
I muted the film, and listened. The timing was perfect.
Anyone can make mistakes,
And we both have made our share,
But a life without your love,
Is a life too hard to bear.
I don't care who's right or wrong,
Only know I love you so.
Why did I have to write this song?
I should have never let you go.
(At this point, Bond and the goon were fighting in the kitchen. Bond looked like he was losing, till he grabbed a knife. The thug was throwing around this seel spring whip, called a Cobra I believe, which made short work of metal trays and other items. Nice little bit of metal, that).
Why?
In all the wide, wide world,
Have I run into you here,
Wish I could disappear.
I'll never understand,
Why I even give a damn.
(They run into a guest room. A pretty woman is lying there. Bond whips off the bedsheets and throws them over the goon. They waltz out of the room together, leaving the woman curled up in bed in a foetal position).
And for this last bit, the thug threw Bond into the specimen room. As Bond lay there on the ground, looking up, the thug enters the room, and these lines play at precisely that moment ...
When you walk into a room,
You know I stand on shaky ground.
I've built so many walls around me,
Now the walls are tumbling down.
You're the kind I can't forget,
Let the tears begin to flow.
(As these lines here were being sung, Bond had thrown a beaker of his own piss at the thug. The thus backs into the cabinet behind him and sinks to his knees in death, impaled by glass items of various type which had become embedded in his back).
I have only one regret,
I should have never let you go.
(The thug topples face forwards, dead).
I couldn't watch the rest of the movie after that. I was too busy sitting silently, clutching my sides for fear of splitting them, laughing.