‘Skyfall’
Directed by Sam Mendes
Neil Purvis, Robert Wade and John Logan
Starring Daniel Craig, Judi Dench, Javier Bardem, Ralph Fiennes
Rated PG-13
143 Minutes
Directed by Sam Mendes
Neil Purvis, Robert Wade and John Logan
Starring Daniel Craig, Judi Dench, Javier Bardem, Ralph Fiennes
Rated PG-13
143 Minutes
To say that James Bond has aged well would be an
understatement. The character, created
by Ian Fleming, has been portrayed by numerous actors over the last 50 years, perhaps
none more famously than Sean Connery. In
2006, the franchise was dusted off and reinvigorated with Daniel Craig in the
role of Bond for “Casino Royale” and never having been a true fan of the series
until that point, I don’t have much to compare the Craig versions to. Within that context, Sam Mendes’ “Skyfall” is
far and away the best James Bond movie for this generation, with Craig turning
in a captivating and challenging performance.
It is also one of the most beautiful pictures of the year, with
unforgettable Cinematography by Roger Deakins.
Given that 007 hasn’t really aged since his first Cinematic
appearance, it is hard to say if these Daniel Craig adventures are intended as
a ‘reboot,’ which seems to be Hollywood’s go-to formula these days. I think more likely, it is the timeless
appeal of sophisticated spy stories that has kept the character alive and well
through the generations. As I recall
from “Casino Royale,” Bond was just earning is ‘double 0’ status so technically
that makes “Skyfall” the third Bond movie in a series, rather than the
twenty-third. In any case, this is a
superb spy thriller akin to the style of the classic Bond films, but injected
with a modern action sensibility.
“Quantum of Solace” was a critically maligned offering, as it
essentially functioned as a direct sequel to the events of “Casino Royale” and
turned James Bond into a revenge-seeking action hero. I felt there was plenty to like about it, but
with “Skyfall,” the through-line is gone in favor of a fresh, self-contained
story. Since that is the staple of the
series, it is a wise decision.
In the opening moments, James Bond is chasing down an
assailant apparently in possession of a list containing the identities of deep
cover MI6 agents, including Bond himself.
This a breathless beginning sequence, with an incredible motorcycle
chase that eventually ends atop a fast-moving train. Bond’s handler M (Judi Dench) very much needs
that list, feeling somewhat responsible for it being out in the open. In her desperation, she makes a judgment call
that leads to 007 being shot by fellow field operative Eve (Naomie
Harris). This turns out to be just the
beginning of M’s troubles, which will become more compounded by the new Head of
Foreign Intelligence, Gareth Mallory (Ralph Fiennes). Mallory likes M, but has been instructed to
replace her with someone less influenced by years of tough decisions.
Bond returns, not fully recovered, and after making amends
with M, sets out to find out who stole the operatives list. A common thread in this updated series is how
vulnerable James can be both physically and emotionally. In significantly weakened condition, Bond may
not even be fit for field duty, but he is motivated by a series of
well-executed cyber-attacks intended for M that force MI6 headquarters
underground. Ben Whishaw plays a
younger, hipper version of Q and provides Bond with a couple sensible toys that
aren’t implausibly high-tech. “Were you
expecting exploding pens?” Q asks at one point, giving a wink to your father’s
Bond. After using his charms on the
mysterious Severine (Berenice Marlohe), Bond makes arrangements to be led to
Mr. Silva, the apparent mastermind behind the attacks. Javier Bardem plays Silva with an unhinged
and nefarious tenacity; he does for James Bond what Heath Ledger did for Batman
as the Joker. Since his agenda is a
personal one, the stakes have never been higher. There is a tense scene where he explains what
rats do when trapped together in an oil drum; besides being one of the film’s
best-written scenes, it is elevated by Bardem’s performance to an iconic bad
guy moment.
It would be criminal to review “Skyfall” without mentioning
the superb cinematography by Roger Deakins, who has collaborated with Mendes
before on “Revolutionary Road.” This
should be an easy nomination for the best Cinematography Oscar, alongside Wally
Pfister’s work on “The Dark Knight Rises.”
The opening titles in particular showcase at least two unforgettable
images that serve as the best the series has ever offered and given the variety
of locations, Deakins expertly shifts the mood from scene to scene with subtle
color changes and haunting visual cues.
The film’s climax is probably the most well-crafted work I’ve seen all
year given its stark location and atmosphere.
“Skyfall” almost didn’t make it out of MGM’s financial woes
alive, but after some studio finagling and a perfect choice of director in Sam
Mendes, this is easily one of the year’s finest entertainments. At nearly two and a half hours, there is a
lot of bang for your buck on screen; and guys, if your date has grumblings
about this being a “guy movie,” just assure her that Daniel Craig does in fact
remove his shirt a time or two. The only
thing missing this time is a definitive “Bond girl,” another staple of the
series. The ending title card assures us
that Bond will be back in the future so maybe by then he’ll retain his license
to kill and get the girl too. One thing
is certain; his age isn’t slowing him down.
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