The dissenters may quibble about a chase falling short, a car still being shiny after a dusty race or some other pedestrian goof.
Or even, good lord, that Bond is human with human feelings after all, just like us ordinary mortals.
But we’ve always believed that a James Bond movie is more than the sum of its individual parts, so much more.
Quantum of Solace (directed by Marc Forster) hews to the standard Bond fare of fast car chases, sexy girls, M, thrilling action scenes, fireballs, betrayals, an evilly evil villain and a fiendish plot.
But the latest version of the Bond franchise – the 22nd in a series that started 46 years back – also marks some deviation.
The new Bond is not afraid of showing that he’s a man of feeling too. Not just the cool, unflappable, unruffled-under-any-circumstance MI6 agent of Her Majesty’s Secret Service.
Bond is capable of that dark emotion revenge, the leitmotif of this movie.
Revenge for the death of his girl Vesper, who dies toward the end of Continue reading »
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