It has been a long time since I watched a movie I liked less than Quantam of Solace, the current James Bond flick which reportedly has already grossed more than $200 million in world-wide release. It is as if dozens of car chases - and ultimately an airplane chase- are strung together and sandwiched around kicking the daylights out of people. When it really gets going God is left with the difficult task of sorting out the corpses.
Early Bond films protected the free world from the evil Communists and other assorted nut jobs who somehow gained control of nuclear weapons. Bond was the star and the American CIA came across as a friend.
In Solace, the gig is about finding the man who killed Bond's early love and who will contol the water supply in Bolivia. I like water as much as anyone else, but who controls it in some far off land is not high on my list of prime items of interest. Unless Bond ceases his efforts against the bad guys, it is said, "the Americans will take him out."
The film reportedly has at least two dozen factual and continuity flaws, although I did not spot all these during my two hours of boredom. There was a time when a scene ended Hollywood took a still picture of the actors and made sure when the next scene was filmed the actors were dressed exactly as they were earlier. This was especially important to the flow of the finished film. This must be a lost art.
