As a kid, when I was barely discovering what James Bond was –I say "what" instead of "who", because I'm referring to the phenomenon, not just the character–, I remember many adults speaking a great deal about Sean Connery or Roger Moore, just when these two actors were about to turn 70. Today... it is my Bond who celebrates its 70th birthday. So, in the name of the generation who grew up seeing him walking through the gunbarrel (or at least many of them), I wanted to dedicate a few words to the legendary Pierce Brosnan.
Dear Pierce, your legacy speaks for youself. As 007, you have resurrected a character that few people thought would have a leg to step on in the 90s and in a couple of years we were toasting for the new millennium with your first three films on the shelf, hoping for the fourth to come soon. While everyone was talking about Dragon Ball Z, we were talking about James Bond. When everyone was into laser sabres or galaxies far and away, we were urging our parents to buy us a suit or a tuxedo and took a sip of soda pretending it was a vodka martini shaken, not stirred. When in adulthood things didn't go as we wanted, we remembered the challenges you had to face, and we learned to rise victorious. We have learned of your strengths and your humility. You were, and still are, a role model for more people than you could ever imagine. For different reasons, we were left without the chance to see you as Bond for a fifth time. We also think you deserved a more dignified farewell of the role, and we are not referring to the quality of your final film, but to things that have to do with the institutional side of the question. But time will never erase the impact your great legacy leaves on all of us.
You have taught us to never surrender – as Bond, and as a man.
Happy birthday, Pierce.
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