Not Coming to a Theater Near You
There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
As I once expressed a certain degree of skepticism as to whether or not the Bond franchise could hack it in the 21st century, Casino Royale came as something of a shock to me: here is a James Bond film I actually liked. For once, 007 spends more time in a swimsuit than any of the Bond girls, and the gadgets that cluttered so many of the previous films have been reduced to an absolute minimum. Daniel Craig gives an emotional depth to a character that was fast becoming a cartoon, and the flirtation between Bond and Vesper Lynd has a certain screwball quality to it, which ultimately blossoms into a romance the audience can actually invest it. In short, it’s the first female-friendly (though by no means feminist) Bond.
For the above reasons alone, I suspect many Bond purists will balk, but for me these things represented a refreshing – and much-needed – change of pace.
by Beth Gilligan | Source: MGM 35mm print
27 Nov 2006 12:28 PM | Submit Comment
