My mates and I caught the new James Bond film, Quantum of Solace, last week. Very disappointing. Perhaps it’s because the flick wasn’t based on one of Ian Fleming’s novels. It just felt flat.
Despite having grown up with Sean Connery and Roger Moore as Bond (childhood flashback to seeing the actual Lotus submarine car from The Spy Who Loved Me at the Melbourne Motor Show – very cool!) I’ve got no issue with Daniel Craig’s more aggro version of the hitman. My problem is that all the elements from the books I loved as a boy and recommend to boys today are being neglected.
Quantum of Solace featured a wimpy villain, only a token nod to Bond’s womanising ways, action scenes that seemed to be there for the sake of action rather than for the (vague) plot, no suspense, little humour and characters that, apart from M, were as engaging as cardboard cut-outs. On top of all that, the heroine was fairly clueless, rather than sassy and smart-mouthed as Fleming seemed to prefer.
I’ve seen reviews that said QoS is more Bourne than Bond. Yes, sure, but at least the Bourne films had a plot and tension. QoS started with a half decent car chase and deteriorated from there.
What spoke to me was just how excited my mates were to be seeing a new Bond film. The original Ian Fleming recipe still appeals to boys of all ages, over several generations. Time to review the ingredients list, film folk.