Daniel Craig has been at best circumspect when asked if Spectre will be his final outing as 007
Daniel Craig has been at best circumspect when asked if Spectre will be his final outing as 007. From both the tone and content of the movie itself, we’d guess this could well be his swansong: this is a film that gathers all the great – and some of the not-so-great – things about the three previous Craig chapters into one rousing, spectacular, and somewhat overextended victory lap. It works. Until it doesn’t.
We find Bond in Mexico City. It’s the Day of the Dead, the perfect excuse for unexpected explosions and a swooping, supercharged helicopter sequence that’ll have you choking on your popcorn. Then it’s back to London for some very bad news: MI6’s Double-0 program is under threat thanks to the machinations of creepy surveillance agent C (Andrew Scott), leaving old warhorses like Bond facing the scrapheap. Which doesn’t stop him from speeding off on the trail of the titular global band of baddies run by the shadowy Franz Oberhauser (Christoph Waltz).
But if that villain is sadly unconvincing, the script’s attempted backstory leaving the character looking more laughable than terrifying, there is much to admire. Not least some of the finest action and fisticuffs in the franchise to date. If it is Craig’s last, he could have done much worse.
The bottom line Bond fans will delight, but the script is messy.