Sway
Spring Street, Manhattan
Why did we have to drop names and pimp our attractive friend to get into this crowded, overpriced craphole? Certainly the crowd was no less interesting than the nearby Holland Tunnel traffic. Maybe it was the fact that every table had a sign on it – white lettering on a black background – "reserved." Well, I'm intimidated. I think I'll come back every night and kiss the bouncer's ass so she can feel important. When I get in again, I'll be a big, big man. On a scale of 1 to trashed, I'd have to be pretty damn drunk before you could convince me to go back to Sway. | posted by JVG on 12/23/2002

DIE ANOTHER DAY
Yes, things like terrible computer-generated stunts, more-infantile-than-usual double-entendres, and AN INVISIBLE CAR all work together to make the 20th 007 outing fairly unpleasant. But the greatest flaw is the fact that this time around everyone in the movie – from the villian to the villian's henchman to both of the Bond girls to Judi Goddamn Dench – is playing Bond better than Pierce Brosnan. There's been a lot of talk about bringing "depth" to the 007 character, which, if this movie is any representation, means that he breathes heavily and is angry a lot. On a scale of The Living Daylights to From Russia With Love, I give this movie a View to a Kill. | posted by JVG on 12/9/2002