Weeeeeeeeeee. I’m  doing the Orange Wednesday film review again this time because Moog is in a huge huff since I think Jason Statham is not as bad as Hitler. This means I got to go watch a film at the expense of someone else. The film in question is Casino Royale, the new Bond James Bond film.



This film is rather different from other Bond numbers since it’s all dark and gritty like an episode of Hens Owl Squad 2027. Actually I say it’s all dark and gritty but that’s only compared to the others. In reality it’s somewhere in the mid greys of the tone scale. Imagine the filming of Golden Eye only everyday someone pees into Mr Brosnan’s cornflakes. That urine tinged start to the day permeates the performance. Or at least it would if Brosnan was in this film but he isn’t.

It’s Daniel Craig instead.

People have been moaning that he’s nothing like how a Bond should look but I say “Shut up you silly buttclowns. Your butt looks like a clown.”. It’s not a very productive thing to say but who honestly gives a damn what bond looks like? Craig actually does a good job with the script he’s given and for the most part the script is pretty good. For the first ½ of the film I was very much the entertained man. Especially when the lady next to me jumped out of her skin and swore loudly before realising the whole cinema had heard her.

I promised not to drop ice down her bra again.

There is some top notch action featuring some Parkour (or free running if you want to call it that) and fancy driving. Daniel Craig’s Bond is an interesting fellow and no mistake. I may go out on a limb here and say he could be the best one ever.

The second half of the film is an odd fish though. It’s mostly dialogue and touchy feely guff, which frankly has no place in a Bond film no matter how dark, gritty or indeed urban it is. It redeems itself in the end but then carries on for another few minutes and everything gets a bit pants again. Think the end of Return of The King where you just wish it had ended with the Eagles. Actually it’s nowhere near that bad because James doesn’t start singing rubbish Clanad covers while dwarfs are shipped overseas. This to my mind is a huge bonus.

So first half of film = good times (bring some ice).
Second half = not so much.

Oh one last thing. There is a hell of a lot of product placement in this film which I found a tad annoying. I know most films do it these days but in this it is particularly blatant.