19 Reasons to Love Daniel Craig (3 of Them Are Shirtless)

I don't want to see Daniel Craig in sweatpants. I barely even want to see his teeth, you know? He does two things and does 'em very, very well: wears the crap out of formalwear and smolder-grimaces.

So I'm a little nervous to see him get silly on Saturday Night Live this weekend. And I thought that since just 72 hours from now we could be watching him sing his way through a monologue, we should take some time to pay our respects to Craig in his au naturel* state.

*I don't mean au naturel like naked. I'm not a miracle worker over here. I mean his natural state, i.e. tuxes, determination and strangely fancy-but-he's-pulling-it-off swimwear.

He understands that to look at us head on would be to incinerate us instantly, so he employs the sideways gaze. Safety first.