Bond. James Bond.

Let me begin by admitting that this post has nothing to do with New Orleans (that I'm aware of) or cake (ditto) or jazz or writing -- at least not directly. I logged in to Facebook this morning to update friends about a health issue and found a steady stream of Daniel Craig pictures that left my mind seriously boggled.

Admittedly, I'm not a James Bond fan. I've probably seen a grand total of ... well, ZERO James Bond movies from beginning to end in my lifetime. It's not that I'm anti-Bond. I'm just kind of ambivalent about Bond. I can't work up a good head of steam over 007 and his exploits, even though I found the ideas of both Sean Connery and Pierce Brosnan in the starring role appealing and would probably watch a new Bond movie starring either one of them as they are right now in the role of an aging super spy.

But that's not true of every actor who has played Bond. Timothy Dalton might have been okay. Roger Moore? Meh. Maybe. Maybe not.

But Daniel Craig? Not even a little bit.

I tried to watch one movie featuring Craig as 007 and got the giggles before he even made it off the roof in the opening action sequence. For me it was a little like watching Kermit the Frog as Rhett Butler. But judging from the number of Craig pics showing up on my Facebook stream this morning, I get the idea that I'm missing something.

So what is it? What am I missing? Do I need to take Craig-as-Bond shaken, not stirred? I hope someone can explain it to me. I make up people for a living, and I'm always interested in perspectives about life and about people and things that are different from my own.

And if, by chance, you're someone who just doesn't get it, please be kind and tell me I'm not alone!