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Skyfall Review

      Hey, everyone. James Bond's latest thriller finally made its way to U.S. soil today. It has been enjoyed in Europe for a couple of weeks. Of course, I was glad to have the opportunity to see an installment in this highly coveted franchise.
     It seems that an unknown bad guy has stolen a file which gives vital data concerning British agents who have infiltrated terrorist organizations around the world. "M" has her head on the chopping block over it because it happened on her watch as the director of MI6.
     Bond, James Bond, has been trying to get the info back and is presumed killed in action. He, of course, is very much alive and taking advantage of his 'death' to party like a madman on a tropical island. His favorite drinking companion is a white scorpion, but that is another story.
     When MI6 headquarters is blown up, Bond shows up, half drunk, to render a hand. He is again tasked with finding the data and also with killing the mad bomber.
      Come to find out, the data thief and the bomber are one and the same man, a former OO agent named Silva. He carries a well-deserved grudge against "M" because she sold him down the river, during an assignment in the Orient, many moons ago. Silva is a master spy, who lost his sanity but not his brilliance during 5 years of imprisonment and torture. He seems to be fully a match for a OO7 who has lost a step.
       After many harrowing escapes and tribulations, Bond flees to Skyfall, his ancestral home in Scotland, with "M" in tow. There, with the help of an elderly caretaker, he intends to make his last stand against his boss's enemies. I particularly liked this part. It was chilling. Awaiting the great battle in a cold, creepy place. Knowing that men were coming to kill you. Hey, I wanted to share a thought. In this scene, it occurred to me how it would have been cool to sneak Sean Connery in as the caretaker. I've heard he has a castle in Scotland. They could have filmed the final scene there. When Bond came to the door, Sean could have said, "Who the Hell are you?" The reply from Daniel Craig would be, "I'm Bond, James Bond." To which Sean would reply, "The Hell you are!" Ha, ha.
       I loved this movie. It is a 5 star out of 5 and a must see for any Bond fan. Heck, Carley even liked it a lot. Daniel Craig is a great Bond and Judi Dench does a good job as his boss. Javier Bardem is brilliant as the evil and kinky Silva. It is a long flick, but doesn't drag. I liked the music. I plan on buying the theme song.
     I very much liked the scenes during the opening credits. They were so sinister and set the mood for espionage. There were daggers that rose into the air on a dark night in a graveyard. The whole film was well done, well directed, well acted. It was also well attended. There was a big crowd on hand and they were quiet and attentive.
    By the way, I'm glad they quit the 'nuclear war threatens and Bond must save the world' stuff. There are plenty of other themes. I'm also glad that this film got on with the grim business of espionage and away from the silliness of a couple of the others I won't name. Don't get me wrong, I love all the Bond movies and all the guys that have played the role.
    In summation, I consider this to be the best Bond flick in many years, probably reaching back to the days of Sean Connery. Take that good-looking lady to see it and afterwards say to her, "Bond, James Bond."
    From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.

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