I’m no expert, but I do consider myself a 007 enthusiast. During one particularly nasty winter several years ago, I was trapped indoors by a blizzard. Since I couldn’t go anywhere, I pretty much watched TV the whole time. It turns out that every James Bond movie ever made up to that point was available On Demand. I watched easily about 10 movies, give or take. That means I saw all of the ones with Sean Connery and most of the ones with Roger Moore. I’d seen the more recent entries at that point, which would have included those with Pierce Brosnan. I’ve bored you with that anecdote so you know where I’m coming from when I say that Sean Connery remains the best to have ever ordered a martini shaken, not stirred.
Although I think Connery was the best, Daniel Craig (Dream House) has pleasantly surprised me, and I’d actually rank him in the top 3 to ever take on the iconic role. The franchise got a reboot in 2006 when he stepped in for Casino Royale, the first book in Ian Fleming’s series. Craig has grown on me. He’s not traditionally handsome, and I couldn’t imagine him in the part until I saw for myself just how capable he was. He kept momentum with Quantum of Solace, and I expected Skyfall to be nothing short of amazing. It was pretty good, but not exactly great (to me).
There are certain things that I like about this franchise; I guess it’s my inner geek that enjoys these little hallmarks. I like the theme, with its typically slow-motioned graphics and scantily clad silhouettes. I also like Bond’s penchant for harrowing chases and narrow escapes. All of that was present, but the actual storyline left a little to be desired. When we catch up to Bond this time, he is in the midst of a hot pursuit. The movie opened up with immediate action, and as usual Daniel Craig delivered. Suave yet rugged, he personifies the embodiment of danger and refinement. When Bond inadvertently gets in the crosshairs of another agent (Naomie Harris, Ninja Assassin), M (Judi Dench, J. Edgar) authorizes her to take the risky shot anyway. She narrowly misses her intended target, wounding Bond instead. Believing that Bond is dead, M tries to regroup.
Their grief is short-lived, as Bond resurfaces just as the Boss of the same villain he previously pursued carries out a terrorist attack on MI6. The nefarious mastermind in question is Silva (Javier Bardem, Vicky Cristina Barcelona), a former agent with a vendetta against M. To further foul things up, Silva also engineers the release of every active agent’s true identity. Here we reach my primary criticism of Skyfall: the lack of originality. A very similar plot was already featured in last summer’s The Bourne Legacy. The first time I saw a movie where the identity of every secret agent was leaked, I was impressed. But once something becomes trite or hackneyed, I’m no longer impressed by it. Although I always appreciate a clear storyline, I thought the writers could have done more.
Director Sam Mendes (American Beauty, Road to Perdition) conveyed the excitement of the franchise and captured the chemistry between Daniel Craig and well…everybody. Javier Bardem is a fine actor and made a great villain, but really – will any bad guy he portrays ever rival his turn in No Country For Old Men? Impossible. From a visual perspective, the movie was sleek and polished, with some really cool cinematography at certain points. I didn’t find much fault with the film, but there have been better entrants in the series. Overall, Skyfall won’t disappoint you Bond fans out there. Those with a less forgiving eye may be underwhelmed, but by all accounts most people enjoyed it. I think it’s worth checking out. Grade: B+