Well it seems pretty clear at this point in the Spectre promotional push, with less than two months til opening and several trailers out, that we're not going to be seeing Mr. Bond in any little swim-trunks this time around -- clearly they'd be selling that shit if we were. No it's all the gloomiest lighting and turtlenecks in the snow. Sigh. Click here if you wanna watch the new advertisment for Spectre; these shots of Danny boy sitting in a shirt quite clearly tailored so tightly it would burst apart if he tried to move are the pec-centric highlights.