Daniel
Craig may not do his own stunts, but when he put his own chiseled jaw-line and
mangy countenance in the delicate hands of new Bond girl Naomie Harris and a
trusty straight-edge (which I imagine was actually a dull, acrylic-painted
shard of plastic. But hey, I guess that is
the money maker, so who am I to judge?) in this weekend's box-office hit Skyfall, he put all of my former
reservations about his masculinity to rest.
The
scene, however, illuminates the importance of a question that affects us all.
You see, deeply ensconced beneath the thick layers of hot sexual tension (which
itself is hidden behind Craig’s wall of withdrawn staidness) lies the
underlying theme of the whole movie, evident from Bond’s physical shortcoming
in the title sequence to Judy Dench’s death in the final scene: the dichotomy
between old and new, then and now, cut-throat and Gillette, etc.
But
whatever your preference may be, it’s nice to know that the men and womyn in
Hollywood still appreciate the art of the shave and its significance that
transcends the few minutes we think about it every (or not) morning; kudos to
you from the Handlebar staff.
--Ryan Boylan
--Ryan Boylan
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