Armed with a license to kill, Secret Agent James Bond sets out on his first mission as 007, and must defeat a private banker to terrorists in a high stakes game of poker at Casino Royale, Montenegro, but things are not what they seem.
When Bond's latest assignment goes gravely wrong and agents around the world are exposed, MI6 is attacked forcing M to relocate the agency. These events cause her authority and position to be challenged by Gareth Mallory (Ralph Fiennes), the new Chairman of the Intelligence and Security Committee. With MI6 now compromised from both inside and out, M is left with one ally she can trust: Bond. 007 takes to the shadows - aided only by field agent, Eve (Naomie Harris) - following a trail to the mysterious Silva (Javier Bardem), whose lethal and hidden motives have yet to reveal themselves.Written by
First Bond film in twenty-three years where a "traditional" franchise M's office is seen, the last time was in Licence to Kill (1989). It's also the first time in the franchise that the old "traditional" and new "modern" types of M offices have been seen in the same movie. In fact, there are actually three M's offices in this movie, the old "traditional' type, the new "modern" MI6 type, as seen in the franchise ever since GoldenEye (1995), and M's temporary office in the underground bunker. See more »
The height of the excavator and its jib as initially loaded on the rail car would not have allowed it to pass through the tunnel. See more »
[Speaking on a blue tooth device]
Ronson's down. He needs a medical evac.
Where is it? Is it there?
Hard drives gone.
It's gone. Give me a minute.
They must have it! Get after them!
I'm stabilizing Ronson.
We don't have the time!
I have to stop the bleeding!
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The opening credits feature Bond periodically shooting at targets, Shanghai dragons, Silva's skull logo, and the Skyfall mansion from which Bond's eyes stare out. At the end of the credits, the sky is seen falling upon the mansion. See more »
For its UK network premiere on ITV, the scene where Bond removes a bullet from his chest is slightly cut due to being broadcast before the watershed at 9pm. See more »
It is one thing to deconstruct a film genre, a genre that has reached the level of dynasty, to make it better. It is an entirely different matter to do so merely because you can, to show off your own power, and to leave the genre in tatters. Sam Mendes is incapable of making a film that is not dazzling to the eye. He is a visual artist of the highest calibre and possibly one of the greatest directors living today. Similarly the lead actors are incapable of delivering a performance that is less than stellar given the scripts they are handed. But the praise ends there. This is not a Bond film. This is an anti-Bond film. Notice kind reader that every task Bond is handed in the script ends in failure. Don't shoot the messenger, just watch the film. Notice that at some point Mendes became momentarily self-aware of what he was doing by bringing, out of nowhere, using the magic of film, the Aston Martin DB7 from a half-century ago, fully fuelled and ready to go, with the old Bond theme for accompaniment. But he just couldn't go through with it. The moment (the self-aware moment) passed and he went back to Plan A, the Anti-Bond film, and, in one of the most gratuitous but Freudian moments ever seen, blew the car to bits. Just like he blew the Bond formula to bits. I know what you are thinking. You thinking that an artist has license to do all this if the end result is entertaining and satisfying. True. But this film is as satisfying to the viewer as a car wreck. Visuals aside, it is hollow and leave a strange taste in the palate. Shame.
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