It’s High Noon on the moons of Jupiter.
Striding through a low-atmosphere, high-danger environment, shotgun in hand, customary Scottish smirk fully intact, Sean Connery is a bad man walking.
Facing down outer space drug dealers, with no backup, the one true James Bond is a space cop who’s never met a band of outlaws he couldn’t buffalo.
Connery promises his wife he’ll be home when “the job is done,” and his fans are likely to respond, “Damn straight he will be, sister!”
Having turned 90 last month, he claims to be retired these days.
Believe that at your own peril, evildoers.
