But cord also represents the anti-establishment badge of cool, associated with working-class identity and political radicalism. Cord has been dissed as fusty and academic, with schoolmasterly associations. The last time corduroy was cool was when Roger Moore, who self-evidently wasn’t always, was playing but never wearing it, as 007.Ĭounter-culture has defined Danial Craig’s kinetic 21st-century James Bond from the get-go in Casino Royale in 2006, and this new sartorial accord is typical. Craig, as Bond, James Bond, in his final cinematic outing as one of the most bankable movie franchises of all time, is sporting, ahem … a corduroy suit. But the most remarkable part is not the car (ecstatic though it is), nor the girl (Lèa Seydoux, ecstatic though she is), but his wardrobe. What’s a Bond to do? Fast as a whop, he donuts the classic Aston, as the car’s in-built machine guns blast from its sidelights and lays waste to his pursuers. He’s suddenly a sitting Aston Martin DB5, a car first driven by Sean Connery in 1964’s Goldfinger. Despite ubiquitous coronavirus delaying the release of the new names on film from April to November, anyone who has seen the No Time To Die trailer is struck by its opening sequence, in which our conflicted espionager high-speed chases through the Italian villae of Matera, and finds himself surrounded by assassins on foot.
