A movie that, upon initial viewing, manages to get by on Rule of Cool and distraction, but on rewatch, falls hopelessly short. Though a beautiful film on the surface, it is done in by a woefully inept story (in that regard, it's like its predecessor: Quantum of Solace). I'll be anxious to see how Spectre turns out, because as of now, Casino Royale is still the clear winner of the Daniel Craig era.
Beautifully filmed, yes, but on the whole, I found the film to be a bit empty. It meanders aimlessly, transitioning between one scene and the next with slow pans of the (admittedly stunning) French Riviera and lingering gazes at nude young women. Sure, the film is a celebration of work which itself was a celebration of the female form. However, when Renoir put women to canvas, it resulted in some of the world's great art; here, I must admit, it…
I am a big and long-time Coen brothers fan, but I must admit, something about this film didn't quite click with me. I can't put my finger on it exactly, but if I were forced to guess, I would have to pinpoint both the plot and the tone of the story.
The plot is awfully ponderous and convoluted for how simple it is (the same story was achieved to great effect in Yojimbo), and at times, the film is played…
This is an esoteric, challenging film and upon my initial viewing, I'm not quite sure what I think. Put simply, my thoughts are all over the place. It is fantastically realized yet at times seems aimless. And yet, it is also without question a statement on morality, religion, faith, and life. What those statements are, however, are up to interpretation.
I didn't know what to expect going into this film but can say that it wasn't quite this. The story…