As a sometimes contributor to nerd-base.com I feel I have the authority to say this with love, nerds are the worst. Fail us and you will never hear the end of it. Feed us and we will demand a second course before the first is even done. We are cursed with insatiable appetites for the familiar and companies and the media do well to feed us ourselves over and over again.
For me the real star was Roger Deakins’ brilliant cinematography. Every frame of that film begs to be printed out and hung in an art museum. I think most reasonable movie lovers would agree that it was a damn fine movie picture and a splendid return to dapper form for 007 after the nearly mute, rushed-to-theaters Quantum of Solace.
You would think we would all be a little grateful to Sam Mendes for bringing such a wonderful vision of Bond to the screen… and maybe we were five minutes ago but that was FIVE MINUTES AGO and nerds don’t do five minutes ago. We do “years from now” and in years from now Sam Mendes didn’t make the next James Bond film sitting in our Blu-ray Ultra-HD collection. Why? Because that big, crying, diaper baby had “other commitments.” Pansy.