Monday, November 27, 2006

You know my name

Nothing quite like a good Bond film to while away an evening. Many critics have shot Daniel Craig down for trying to be the suave and sophisticated 007. Does he have what it takes to be Mr Kiss-Kiss-Bang-Bang?

In a word, yes. Now before everyone starts jumping down my throat for that, let me say this. I really don't care what others think, it only matters to me what I like or dislike.

As it stands, just about everyone knew what was going to happen almost before it happened. Bond stops the evil criminal and saves the world or, in this case, wins the game and causes the bad guy to be shot by his own side.

No gadgets this time, no flashy Aston Martins with lethal accessories. It is back to Bond before the gadgets from Q and then waiting for the rest of the film for him to use them. Not that I mind, but a few did push the limits of what is achievable (e.g. invisible Vanquish from 'Die Another Day').

Judi Dench as M is worth seeing, if for no other reason to try and put the newly promoted double-oh in his place.

M: I knew it was too early to promote you.
James Bond: Well, I understand double-ohs have a very short life expectancy. So your mistake will be short-lived.

If you've not yet had the opportunity to go and see 'Casino Royale', it's worth seeing if for nothing more than the action sequences and one liners. There are plenty of cutting one liners scattered throughout the film, more than a few having a subtle dig at previous films.

[Bond orders a Dry Martini]
Bartender: Shaken or stirred?
James Bond: Do I look like I give a damn?

Perhaps somewhat amusing is La Chiffre's reaction to the other poker players ordering the same drink Bond has just 'invented'.

Le Chiffre: [annoyed] That's it? Hm? Anyone want to play poker now?
Felix Leiter: Someone's in a hurry.

The closing sequence ends the film in suitable style. The bad guy is bleeding from a leg wound after being shot, looks up at Bond and asks who he is.

James Bond: The name's Bond... James Bond.

till next time,

Alex.

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