Things Go Bang Around Him

Perhaps it's that extra Y chromosome that genetically maps them this way but all men love loud bangs, exploding things and weapons right from childhood. It doesn't scream of spiritual evolvement but we can't deny that it's in their basic instinct. That being said, why wouldn't they be obsessed with a man whose sheer presence seems to light the fuse of grenades, cars and anything else that can go..well..bang! 

Then he walks away without so much as a glance back (which, on a completely different tangent reminded us of this) the picture of unruffled cool and never suffers the side-effects of having been so close to a goddamn explosion. Every Bond film thus far has had at least one explosive scene if not one every eight minutes so there's never a dearth of smoke around the oh-so-studly secret agent. We repeat, what's not to love?