In honor of the recent Caribbean theme, I spent way too much time on YouTube looking for a clip of Jane Seymour reading the Tarot over a funkified 007 theme.* Dear sweet merciful heaven, Live and Let Die is such an appalling movie (which I loved when I was eight), and Ian Fleming? a racist putz. On the other hand, Geoffrey Holder rules:
You know the Wachowski brothers rewound this scene over and over and over until the munchies hit.
This made me thirsty, and I don't even like 7-Up:
And of course:
Click here to conclude the cantus interruptus. If you're anything like me, you will need to click. (You may not be.)
Note added later: you know the one. "A man comes. He travels quickly. He has purpose. He comes over water. He travels with others. He will oppose. He brings violence and destruction," which is my basic commute, whenever I take the Q train.