Possibly worse than Quantum of Solace, Timothy Dalton, and Roger Moore, combined

Rating: 2/10 (28 December 2015)

This is indeed a truly poor film. But before we start, let's name a few good parts:

A nice new villain in Dave Bautista, who has a single line in the movie (but lots of action), he'll be back, as he only got sucked out of a train. No dead body on review. - Some great action sequences, that especially translate into extended (apparent) single camera shot realtime. - A decent car, with some decent weaponry/defences (albeit short-lived use). - Soundtrack can be very interesting at times

And now for the disappointments:

Q is still cool, but his ability to hack, vs. the old Q's ability to design cool hardware is woefully inadequate. These two elements outweigh each other and we have only a trustworthy lieutenant in Q, who used to be independent and occasionally brilliant. Very sad demise of the character.

Moneypenny was all sexy/smart last movie, what happened? We get a bad perm, mysterious and moralizing mouthings, some random man in her bed, but she isn't there, rather just acting like someone married to work. - We still have to see the Lady Dame M again? My god will she never die? - The villain is ridiculously contrived. He kills his father because he provides fatherly comfort to James Bond? What kind of nonsense is this? - The editing is unbelievable, as we don't actually know where we are much of the time. - The Pale King must have some kind of record, a bad man, caught twice, appears in three films. And he has compunctions against women and children enriching him? And he lives in a hovel with ravens that eventually pick at his corpse? Nonsense! - And the worst of it is Daniel Craig who acts as if he is on drugs. Really, he embodies/personifies the James Bond who appeared after being shot in the last film. Only, that Bond actually was a good actor. This one has forgotten that altogether. The dialog is atrocious, the intentions and emotions simplistic or largely missing.

I am a huge fan of Bond, even the bad films. But this is the apotheosis of James Bond, and anyone with blood in their veins should condemn and refuse to watch any James Bond crap. Thankfully, the end is near on the copyright (already expired in some countries) so the Barbara Broccoli exclusive rights will expire and the world will be able to create more and better James Bond than the mere viscera and excrement we witness, when a true Adonis, corporally complete is what deserves our attention.