I am not ashamed to admit that before I saw “Skyfall,” the new James Bond movie, I was uninitiated in the James Bond franchise. I am sorry to say that I had no idea what I was getting into. If I had know that James Bond would create this much angst for me, I probably wouldn’t have gone to see the movie.
Everyone loves Jame Bond. My friends, your friends, your dog, my cousin’s second cousin’s pet iguana.
Me? I hate him. Hello Mr. Sexist– I mean Bond. Also, just that fact that everyone loves him and needs him gets to me.
Probably because I’m jealous.
I also have this dislike for action movies (unless they have Andrew Garfield in them) that keeps me from joining the for real geek squad because the true nerds are capable of holding deep conversations about “The Avengers” and I haven’t even seen it.
But why am I so angsty about Bond, James Bond? Why can’t I just forget about him? It was only one movie, after all.
It has to do with what I mentioned earlier– so many people love him. I can’t stand the fact that so many people adore James Bond, because his movies make sexism more okay.
People say that they can still watch and enjoy the Bond movies without thinking that the sexism in them is okay, but these movies still have an influence on our culture, and our societal standards. The sexism in them makes sexism in real life seem just a little more okay.
Believe me, though, I do know that Bond’s sexism is a fundamental part of his character. I just can’t bring myself to be okay with that. My solution? Well, I’m not planning on watching another Bond movie, like ever. At least there will be one less person supporting the franchise.