But this was no simple revisiting of the Sean Connery era or even a mammoth trawl through Roger Moore's 7-film stint. Instead, from Friday evening through to Sunday night, we'd be watching every single 007 movie, back-to-back. That's 22 feature films - almost 50 hours in total.
We were put up in fine style in London's stylish Corinthia Hotel - spotting The X Factor's Kye Sones in the lobby - in a room equipped with a 70-inch HD screen and La-Z-Boy recliner chairs.
At a little before 7pm on Friday, September 28, we were sitting very comfortably and the marathon commenced...
The first four hours flew by with strong early instalments Dr. No and From Russia With Love, but as we got stuck into the rather-more-fantastical Goldfinger at around midnight, the first signs of fatigue began to creep in...
As Saturday loomed, we'd been watching Bond films for over 6 hours. One energy drink and a blast of cold water to the face later, we felt refreshed and ready to tackle Connery's fourth outing Thunderball.
But the aquatic adventure's seemingly endless underwater scenes proved to be our nemesis - we were well into the early hours now and our resolve was dipping a little. At points, we veered dangerously close to dozing and a strategic bathroom trip, with the scientific application of a cold shower blast directly to the face, was required.
For the most part, 1967's You Only Live Twice was a breeze, possibly because I knew that at the film's conclusion lay our first scheduled hour-long sleep break.
Alright, so make that two-hours long - yes, your intrepid 007 correspondent overslept and returned to the screening room, a little embarrassed and slightly dishevelled, to resume the marathon with George Lazenby's sole outing, the epic and emotional On Her Majesty's Secret Service.
By the time of that film's tragic ending, we'd overcome the occasional wave of nausea brought on my lack of rest and attacked Diamonds Are Forever with renewed enthusiasm, skipping our allotted ten-minute break to make up the time we'd lost with our extra hour of slumber.
With Connery's comeback dealt with, it was time to move on to the Roger Moore era - never this writer's favourite period. But watching the Bond movies in order can throw up the odd surprise and it felt like a genuine relief when Moore's charming, lighter 007 made his debut. Change is good - particularly when you've been watching the same lead actor practically non-stop for 10 hours.
Following a refreshing post-Live and Let Die shower, we struggled through the rather uneven The Man with the Golden Gun, but our spirits were raised considerably by our personal favourite Moore entry - 1977's The Spy Who Loved Me, which we entered into at around 3.45pm on Saturday afternoon.
As the evening drew in, we reached the mid-way point of our marathon, but the less-than-stellar Moonraker lessened our enthusiasm for the solid For Your Eyes Only somewhat, and we were lying practically horizontal on our chairs by the time Octopussy rolled around.
Having only slept for 2 hours out of 30, it was all getting a bit much. 14 straight hours of Roger Moore is a lot and a giddy deliriousness had gripped me as I ploughed on into A View to a Kill at almost 1am on Sunday morning.
Still, Timothy Dalton's arrival in the underrated late '80s double-bill of The Living Daylights and Licence to Kill lifted our spirits somewhat. But our body refused to play ball with our brain - we were dozing again, barely conscious for much of either film.
But there was now a light at the end of the gun-barrel - we were determined to finish what we'd started as we headed into the fantastic Goldeneye. Aware that I was approaching the end, all four Pierce Brosnan 007 movies seemed to fly by. Alright, maybe not Die Another Day - the muted colours and grim tone of Daniel Craig's Casino Royale were certainly welcome after that one.
It was Sunday evening when we finally sat back down to watch the most recent Bond release - until this month's Skyfall at least - 2008's Quantum of Solace.
We wrapped up at around 8pm that night, returning to our hotel room bleary-eyed and half-convinced we'd find a naked woman lying in our bed, 007-style (Spoiler: We didn't). Mission accomplished.
So, a marathon of all 22 James Bond films, in a row. Clever? Probably not. Fun? A lot of the time, yes. An experience we'd repeat? Probably not for a good long while.
We still love the 007 films, but perhaps a straight run isn't the best way to tackle them. Like a shaken-not-stirred vodka martini, these movies are best enjoyed in moderation!
Launching on Friday 5th October, Sky Movies' dedicated Bond channel Sky Movies 007 HD will be available on-air and on demand until Sunday 4th November, from which point Sky Movies customers will still be able to enjoy all of the Bonds on demand via Sky's comprehensive TV on-demand service Sky Anytime+, on the move via Sky's award-winning multiplatform TV service and on-air, as the films will be scheduled across Sky Movies' portfolio of channels.
Watch the trailer for Sky Movies 007 below: