This was the year I concluded that the use of the word “bitch” was an instant and unredeemable misogyny bomb I read Slaughterhouse-Five the same year. I remember being utterly delighted by the opening sequence and offended by the end. My father took me as part of our long-standing agreement to see action films with each other since my mom can’t take the surround sound.
Casino Royale was the first Bond movie I ever saw and, until I started the Bondathon after watching Skyfall, the only James Bond film I’d seen.
