Do not go softly into that mutilated canon

X-Men: First Class was a whirlwind roller coaster ride. I screamed in nerd rage. I wept for the curse of Emma Frost-one of my favorite character who is always cast badly. I raged against the uselessness of the Wrong Angel. I marveled at how Kevin Bacon so perfectly distilled the douchebaggery of Sebastian Shaw. I thrilled at the adorableness of Nicholas Hoult and James McAvoy. And then Michael Fassbender would be on screen, and my serotonin levels tripled, and all was right with the world. Until the next scene change. Just thinking about him makes everything right with the world. But now I will never know peace until he plays James Bond.

Please, Hollywood. Give me at least one more Daniel Craig movie, and then give me Fassbender Bond. I will forgive all the atrocious scripts Pierce Brosnan got saddled with if you can just do this thing for me.