Bond Goes Dark and Everything Goes to the
Brink
"Skyfall" (2012) Review
Let’s
start with the news, Daniel Craig (Bond) is desperate to end his tenure as
Bond. Really, who’s to blame him. At the age of forty-four it’s a demanding
role requiring a number of physical stunts a middle aged man might find hard to
pull off, yet films like “Skyfall” (2012) prove why he’s essential to the
franchise.
Opening
in Istanbul, the film picks up quickly with a chase scene involving
motorcycling along the rooftops of the Grand Bazar and a fight atop a train
then quickly reveals it’s darker side, rearing it’s head at the light hearted
classic Bond. Quickly falling into the plot of Silva (Javier Bardem) a former
MI6 agent betrayed by M (Judi Dench) in her final Bond film. The plot quickly
turns vial as the scheme to assassinate M unravels in surprisingly lackluster
action sequences that lack the punch of Craig’s Bond debut in “Casino Royal”
(2006) which had an amazing parkour chase scene. Rather the film strives to
build a narrative and motivation for it’s central cast of characters; mainly
trying to present Bond with a psychological struggle aside-from the loss of his
beloved Vesper in his debut Bond film. The film also welcomes in some new faces
such as the beloved Ralph Fiennes as Gareth Mallory, Naomie Harris as Eve
Moneypenny, and Ben Winshaw (of Cloud Atlas) as the new iteration of the
classic quartermaster Q. Together the ensemble cast work well together tying
the story together nicely.
This
being said, this is not a short film. The film consumes a whopping two hours
and twenty-three minutes and nearly every minute is felt as seemingly
additional action sequences and little interactions are tacked on to draw the
story out. This is not bad but merely makes the experience seem like two or
three different films tied together by the same cast.In addition to this, the
story is dark as it examines the darker side of being a double o agent which
gives the film a nice touch as film logic does not always apply to the film
(though in most circumstances it definitely does) as well as creates true drama
making the film seem slightly higher brow. Yet, despite its best intentions,
the film still very much adhered to film logic with few exceptions making the
film rather unoriginal, which was fine because it was still better than the
awfully formulaic Pierce Brosnan or Timothy Dalton, or even Roger Moore Bond
films.
As
for the visual effects, the film delivered an action film with minimal CGI, yet
also minimal action (for a bond film) relying on the mainstays of storytelling
to make the film compelling, which it does, but only for so long before another
action sequence is packed in to keep the audience’s attention. Most of the
stunts are predictable without any, “how’d he do it?” effects thrown in to keep
the audience on its feet. This is not to say the action was bad per say, but
rather the action was a bit too predictable to be groundbreaking.
Rather
this film desperately wanted to harken back to the past, throwing in old Bond
jokes, cars, and characters and even music to complete the effect. This style
of filmmaking delivered by one of the most overrated directors of the early
twenty first century, Sam Mendes, is what most would have expected when he was
announced to be the director of Bond 23, yet that is no excuse. Sure, watching
the old Bond Aston Martin drive around the Scottish highlands was fun, but the
film felt a bit too tied to it’s predecessors. To hammer the point over the
audience’s head, the script included many rambling monologues about how the old
ways are best and how even today with computers we still need old fashioned
espionage.
Overall
the best addition to this film was its villain, Silva (Bardem) who played a
delightfully evil agent turned terrorist with an actual motive for trying to
assassinate M, a refreshing addition to a Bond film. With subtle moments of
interesting character development and a few laughs, Bardem delivers begging the
question, why isn’t he doing more movies? The film also features the now
incredibly obese Albert Finney as Kincade, the groundskeeper for Bond’s
childhood home (it’s hard to explain how the story takes the viewer here, but
it works so just go-along with it) where the film’s final showdown takes place.
His performance was a nice addition and had some fine zingers yet was
ultimately unnecessary and simply provided lines that helped feed into film
logic plot points (plot points you can see coming from a mile away that are so
overtly obvious because they are in nearly every film).
As
for the cinematography, a recurring topic in my past reviews, little needs be
said.
So
what’s there to say? See it, don’t see it; with a film like this it’ll catch
you at some point-in-time. It’s inevitable; a film this big. However, as a
reviewer, the film can best be appreciated in a large theater, with good sound,
and quality projection. Is the film a revelation like “Casino Royal”? No.
Absolutely not. It may be a bit darker, but it’s still the same Bond as ever
(though maybe with more fantastic suits)! But this film is entertaining as
ever, and is thoroughly enjoyable with little to actually quibble about. Plus,
this is seemingly the last franchise I still enjoy so there’s something to be
said for that. And in the end, how much more can we ask of 007 than to
entertain, seduce beautiful women (this film is no exception) make us laugh with
a few zingers here and there (and there are those too), and kill a few people?
Rated
PG-13 for intense violent sequences throughout, some sexuality, language and
smoking
Stars:
9 /10
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