Very sad news indeed. I have paid respect to Sean Connery in the other theread, but I have an idea that is perhaps more fitting to post here. I think I'm not alone in wanting to watch sir Sean in one of his wonderful movies some time in the near future. It would be very nice to be able to do it together with other fans. We watched all the Bond films, including Connery's, in the spring and I don't belive enough time has past to revisit them yet. But Connery has made many other great movies. Is there any interest out there to watch Indiana Jones and the last crusade, The Untuchables, The hunt for Red October or one of his other movies together some time in next weekend or ... sometime fairly soon?
The first James Bond and MY first James Bond.
He owned it from the first frame.
Devastated.
With love to all in the Bond community feeling this one today.
This is very sad, although not unexpected, news. I had heard Sir Sean had suffered several minor ailments over the last few years and I was dreading this day with the inevitability of a cold winter.
I love and admire Sean Connery unashamedly. He is one of the last few genuine movie stars from the sixties. He is rightly famous for OO7, but his sheer body of excellent work is testament to his brilliant career and insurmountable talent.
I can't write a full appreciation of his career so soon after his passing. That will come in a few days, perhaps. Suffice to say, as the first James Bond I saw ( Thunderball, on telly in about 1976) he has influenced my love - and hate - for the character over the following 25 odd years.
Very sad news indeed. I have paid respect to Sean Connery in the other theread, but I have an idea that is perhaps more fitting to post here. I think I'm not alone in wanting to watch sir Sean in one of his wonderful movies some time in the near future. It would be very nice to be able to do it together with other fans. We watched all the Bond films, including Connery's, in the spring and I don't belive enough time has past to revisit them yet. But Connery has made many other great movies. Is there any interest out there to watch Indiana Jones and the last crusade, The Untuchables, The hunt for Red October or one of his other movies together some time in next weekend or ... sometime fairly soon?
I suggest the Name of the Rose which is some kind of medieval Bond film. Funny fact: Umberto Eco, the author of the novel, was quite sceptical about the choice of Connery to play the main character. Then he saw the movie and definitely changed his mind. I use to call that the « Fleming Syndrome ».
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I hope the end credits of NTTD will at least include the mention « In memory of Sir Sean Connery ». BB and MGW paid tribute to Cubby in TND for obvious reasons but Sean was a legend. It would be a total lack of respect if they do nothing...
I posted this in the other thread, but seemed appropriate to put it here, as well. Plus I added a picture from 1984.
Sean Connery changed my life.
When I was nine, my Mom and Stepdad asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday. Now, having your birthday in the first week of February well and truly sucks; it’s always freezing and miserable. Still, it took me all of a second and a half to answer.
“I want to see Diamonds Are Forever at the Woods Theater.”
And that’s exactly what we did, braving the freezing-cold winds of the Loop to make our way to the Woods Theater, the last of the grand movie palaces in Chicago at the corner of Dearborn and Randolph.
I remember getting there nice and early so we could get the best seats - in the middle, about 1/3 of the way up from the front. And, for the next two hours I got to see the most larger-than-life character in movie history being portrayed by the most perfect actor to ever portray him, on a screen three times as big as our house.
Sean Connery as James Bond was (along with Ernie Banks) my first hero. He was smart. He was cool. He was tough. He was graceful. And he could wear the hell out of a tuxedo no matter how exotic the location. To a kid living in a small, rural town at the farthest edge of the suburbs, Sean Connery made me want to see as much of the world as possible. Thanks to my chosen profession, I’ve been lucky enough to see a great deal of it. And, whenever I’ve been overseas, from London to Rome to Tangier to Cape Town to Hong Kong, I’ve always thought of Mr. Connery as I’ve walked their streets.
When I was a kid, I learned how to kiss watching him in Goldfinger on the ABC Sunday Night Movie. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror trying to teach myself how to raise a single eyebrow like only he could. I ended up perfecting it with my right eyebrow, but I never could get the left one to go up independently. I learned to tough things out - I always pretended my poor dentist was Blofeld and I would refuse to give him the satisfaction of knowing that something hurt. And, from my early 20’s until today, I have always, always owned a tuxedo.
Of course, I eventually had to unlearn a lot of the things I learned from Bond movies: a whole lot of sexism, a dash of racism, and that jumping from a great height into a small body of water (in my case, from nearly 30 feet up in a tree into a 3-foot deep, above-ground pool in Ray Murray’s parents’ backyard) is something best left to MI6 operatives and/or their stuntmen.
But the one thing I never outgrew was my love of Sean Connery. Every time I’d go to see him in a film, part of me would still be that eight-year old kid, wide-eyed in the middle of the theater, hanging on every word.
The Man Who Would Be King, The Hunt for Red October, Finding Forrester, The Rock, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, and The Untouchables, to name just a few. I can give you at least three quotes from every movie, as I’m sure many of you can, too.
And now he’s gone. Nobody lives forever, which, while sounding like a Bond movie title, is, in fact, a sad truth. But, for as long as there is film, Sean Connery will always be alive to me.
So, thanks for all those films, Mr. Connery. And thanks for changing my life.
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I believe Sir Sean Connery deserves his own topic, please also see the following post:
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Obituary: Sir Sean Connery https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/entertainment-arts-13087132
He owned it from the first frame.
Devastated.
With love to all in the Bond community feeling this one today.
I love and admire Sean Connery unashamedly. He is one of the last few genuine movie stars from the sixties. He is rightly famous for OO7, but his sheer body of excellent work is testament to his brilliant career and insurmountable talent.
I can't write a full appreciation of his career so soon after his passing. That will come in a few days, perhaps. Suffice to say, as the first James Bond I saw ( Thunderball, on telly in about 1976) he has influenced my love - and hate - for the character over the following 25 odd years.
R.I.P. Sir Sean Connery.
You will be missed.
The definitive Mr Bond and 007.
God bless him - ‘007 Reporting for duty’ (for the last time at the pearly gates)
RIP Sir Sean Connery - Gone but never forgotten!
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I suggest the Name of the Rose which is some kind of medieval Bond film. Funny fact: Umberto Eco, the author of the novel, was quite sceptical about the choice of Connery to play the main character. Then he saw the movie and definitely changed his mind. I use to call that the « Fleming Syndrome ».
Exactly!
RIP, Sir!
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I see your point but Sean was God to me. He created the legend. He deserves his own tribute like Cubby in TND.
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Such a sad loss, RIP Sean
Very sad news. You only live twice - once when you are born and once when you look death in the face.
A true legend.
How the hell do we get those diamonds down again?
Sean Connery changed my life.
When I was nine, my Mom and Stepdad asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday. Now, having your birthday in the first week of February well and truly sucks; it’s always freezing and miserable. Still, it took me all of a second and a half to answer.
“I want to see Diamonds Are Forever at the Woods Theater.”
And that’s exactly what we did, braving the freezing-cold winds of the Loop to make our way to the Woods Theater, the last of the grand movie palaces in Chicago at the corner of Dearborn and Randolph.
I remember getting there nice and early so we could get the best seats - in the middle, about 1/3 of the way up from the front. And, for the next two hours I got to see the most larger-than-life character in movie history being portrayed by the most perfect actor to ever portray him, on a screen three times as big as our house.
Sean Connery as James Bond was (along with Ernie Banks) my first hero. He was smart. He was cool. He was tough. He was graceful. And he could wear the hell out of a tuxedo no matter how exotic the location. To a kid living in a small, rural town at the farthest edge of the suburbs, Sean Connery made me want to see as much of the world as possible. Thanks to my chosen profession, I’ve been lucky enough to see a great deal of it. And, whenever I’ve been overseas, from London to Rome to Tangier to Cape Town to Hong Kong, I’ve always thought of Mr. Connery as I’ve walked their streets.
When I was a kid, I learned how to kiss watching him in Goldfinger on the ABC Sunday Night Movie. I stood in front of the bathroom mirror trying to teach myself how to raise a single eyebrow like only he could. I ended up perfecting it with my right eyebrow, but I never could get the left one to go up independently. I learned to tough things out - I always pretended my poor dentist was Blofeld and I would refuse to give him the satisfaction of knowing that something hurt. And, from my early 20’s until today, I have always, always owned a tuxedo.
Of course, I eventually had to unlearn a lot of the things I learned from Bond movies: a whole lot of sexism, a dash of racism, and that jumping from a great height into a small body of water (in my case, from nearly 30 feet up in a tree into a 3-foot deep, above-ground pool in Ray Murray’s parents’ backyard) is something best left to MI6 operatives and/or their stuntmen.
But the one thing I never outgrew was my love of Sean Connery. Every time I’d go to see him in a film, part of me would still be that eight-year old kid, wide-eyed in the middle of the theater, hanging on every word.
The Man Who Would Be King, The Hunt for Red October, Finding Forrester, The Rock, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, and The Untouchables, to name just a few. I can give you at least three quotes from every movie, as I’m sure many of you can, too.
And now he’s gone. Nobody lives forever, which, while sounding like a Bond movie title, is, in fact, a sad truth. But, for as long as there is film, Sean Connery will always be alive to me.
So, thanks for all those films, Mr. Connery. And thanks for changing my life.