September 18th, 2017

The Spy Who Loved Me

Nobody Does It Better

When it comes to birthdays, there are two kinds of people: those who prefer to ignore the whole ghastly affair and those who like fuss, attention and presents. Falling in the latter category, I wanted to do something special for my 40th.

I had the idea that screening a film for my friends would be fun, and the internet led me to Whirled Cinema, a cosy and quirky venue just down the road from me at Loughborough Junction.

My chosen flick was The Spy Who Loved Me, the Bond film from the year of my birth. It's a solid choice, containing all the elements the casual viewer would associate with the series and many of its finest innuendoes.

I was especially pleased that two of my friends brought their nine-year-old to experience her first Bond movie. Afterwards she commandeered my Goldeneye cap gun and went around demanding that we tell her everything we knew (which in some cases did not take long).

Roger Moore's Bond is pretty kid-friendly, though there was the occasional awkward spot:

AGENT TRIPLE X: Why don't you lie down and let me look at it?
9-YR-OLD: What's going to happen?
ME: Um...

When the film was over we had pizza from Mamma Dough and a proper posh cake made by the wife of one of my colleagues before moving on to a nearby pub.

Huge thanks to everyone who attended from points north, west, south, east, and closer to home. I was inundated with cards and presents, and didn't manage to open everything on the day, so I can only apologise to everyone who didn't get a proper thank you.