In the new issue of Rolling Stone, Contributing Editor Erik Hedegaard downs a few beers with Daniel Craig and gets the man who plays James Bond to open up. An excerpt from our latest cover story, “Daniel Craig Blows His Cover”:
Here comes Daniel Craig now, slipping into the murky environs of a murky Manhattan hotel, shades on, looking quite sportif in white pants and the thinnest of white V-neck T-shirts, short-sleeved, muscle-filled, easing into the further shadows of the room, taking a seat, ordering a beer, saying a few words about what he’s been up to since shooting ended on his latest James Bond movie, Skyfall (“Um, drinking heavily. And reconnecting with family and self”), saying a few words about the movie itself (“It’s quite good. It’s got a lightness of touch and a wink to it, because, after all, this is a James Bond movie, for fuck’s sake”), and saying a few words about signing up to do two more Bond movies after this one (“I’ve been trying to get out of this from the very moment I got into it, but they won’t let me go, and I’ve agreed to do a couple more, but let’s see how this one does, because business is business and if the shit goes down, I’ve got a contract that somebody will happily wipe their ass with”). He looks at his beer. His beer is gone. He orders another one and then proceeds to tell the filthiest joke ever.
I definitely want to see ‘Skyfall’ this weekend. That and ‘Wreck it Ralph’. Am I the only adult who really wants to see it? I think it looks so cute!
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