>>846 He wants it. That's the problem. His little face lights up whenever anyone suggests it. He is obviously thrilled to be mentioned in the same sentence as Bond and I don't begrudge him that especially while he's flogging the ISTL dead horse and seeing his dreams of Oscar glory crumble.
But I agree that his puppyish enthusiasm isn't screaming "Bond." Neither, from my perspective, is the publicity given to his ever-increasing entourage, which is making my ladyparts shrivel. Does Bond travel with a groomer (ugh)? I know he always travelled with a makeup lady and the Lady's Maid, so the image I had of him as a low(ish) maintenance guy was to a degree an illusion. But even last summer he seems to have dealt with the new clothes problem by going to his local Reiss (there is one in Hampstead) and doing a supermarket sweep. ("V neck tees? Ooh yes I will have 6 please!"). It was endearing. Carefully curated Italian cashmere polo shirts - a lot less so.