"No, Mr. Bond, I expect you to fold."
Considering all the hype and stellar reviews,
Casino Royale is surprisingly underwhelming and forgettable (yes, I know it's just a James Bond movie). I'm still hoping Her Majesty's Treasury will stake me a few pounds as compensation for spending the better part of an hour watching James Bond play Texas Hold 'Em. (Evidently hanging around in a hand to complete an inside straight flush is the acid test of the sublime poker strategist.) Something about the pacing and scale of the film just didn't fully work for me. Winning a poker game or securing a relatively minor monetary windfall just doesn't stack up well against, say, poisoning the atmosphere or whatever Drax was up to.
Trivia: If the
New Yorker review is to be believed, this is the first Bond film to feature . . . rain.
Hmm . . . is it possible to use the phrase "acid test" without mixing metaphors? If so, ouch!
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