Quantum Of Solace Review
By Jim Hall
Daniel Craig returns as James Bond in the hotly anticipated sequel to Casino Royale
When Casino Royale closed with a vengeful Daniel Craig looming over a man connected to the death of Bond's girlfriend, it instantly became the greatest of 007 finales - a brilliant climax to a movie which reinvented the Bond franchise by subverting most of its sacred laws. But could the series keep it up?
It's the precedent set by Casino Royale that gives Quantum Of Solace its biggest problems. It can't go back to the comforting style of the older films, but if it distances itself from them much further, it will stop being recognisably Bond at all. This results in an unsatisfying compromise; a thriller that feels embarrassed to be a Bond movie instead of revelling in glamour and action.
The plot has Bond (Craig) and M (Dench) uncovering the existence of a powerful criminal syndicate, responsible for the death of Bond's lover Vesper (Eva Green). Bond is immediately off the leash, whacking anyone with even the faintest link to the group before he's had a chance to question them. This is turned into a running joke and the pithy comments from M eventually undercut the grim intensity displayed in Craig's kamikaze Bond.
Sure, the villain has a psychotic henchman, there are Bond girls and the showdown is at a hi-tech complex in a remote locale, but all these are treated with the sniffy reluctance one would expect from Brian Sewell judging a charity watercolour contest.
More is needed to remind audiences of why Vesper - only glimpsed here in a Polaroid snap - was this important to Bond. She is, we must assume, the reason why the grumpy action man isn't up to his usual bed-hopping form. 007 only gets to sink the Bismarck once, with lightweight government girl Agent Fields (Arterton), and this is so perfunctory as to appear one step up from seeing Bond shuffle off to the bathroom with a copy of 'Razzle'. If that sounds glib it's because this scene pussyfoots around a golden chance to show an unpleasant truth about Bond's attitude towards women, both in general but more specifically, bearing in mind his experiences in the previous movie.
The Bond films are such collaborative enterprises that it's difficult to blame the shortcomings on any one department, but director Marc Forster (responsible for emotional dramas such as Finding Neverland and The Kite Runner), who was brought in specifically to lend the series his own touch, seems fatally uncomfortable with action scenes.
The film still has plenty of explosive thrills, but these are lumped together, bookending the movie as if to clear the way for a narrative which is happiest delivering low-octane exposition when it could really use a big set-piece every 15 minutes.
In the vital roles of Bond girl and Bond villain, Olga Kurylenko plays revenge-driven Camille and Mathieu Amalric is phoney philanthropist Dominic Greene. Both do sterling work in parts that feel deliberately truncated in case, heaven forbid, anyone should mistake this for a 007 adventure.
The film's ending makes it clear there's still a concluding chapter to come, but doesn't bother imparting the news with any great sense of urgency. If there was really such a determination to break with the past, this would have been the perfect time to give the Bond films their first genuine cliffhanger. Even Judy Dench hissing, "No... I am your father" would have sufficed.
Verdict
A good thriller but the whole package is underwhelming, and no matter what changes are introduced to the franchise, underwhelming is something a Bond movie should never be.
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