i love the spectre car chase in rome so much. the cinematography, the lighting, the score, the way bond toys with the various buttons in the car and is delighted by how powerfully his boytoy q equipped it…
but really, the call on the burner phone should have been to q, so we could see q’s flat and his two cats…
q, to the man in his bed: my boss had his credit card stolen, it’s nothing, go back to sleep
i’m….bond was gone…and q just kept rebuilding the aston martin for him…even though he had no reason to…and then when bond came back he just fuckin…gave it to him and let him go…with this sad little resigned smile…binch…he’s in love…