We start with a showcase of James’s uniquely reckless abilities but it ends in tragic failure when Bond is accidentally shot and then unceremoniously discarded by the people who were supposed to protect him.
Presumed dead, his first move with his new freedom is to drink and philander in a spring break tropical paradise where he is well loved by strangers. But as soon as he hears of trouble back home he slinks back to M in the middle of the night and is greeted with a very motherly “Where the hell have you been?”
We discover Silva to be a man who has followed the path of most resistance in life and decided his ill fates are not his fault but everyone else’s. World domination for this man is the destruction of the people who brought him into this world (of espionage)
The story finishes not in the villains elaborate lair but in James Bond’s haunted one, his henchmen being his surrogate parents— or something close to that effect.
This isn’t a fun Bond movie but it doesn’t feel overly emotional either. It nips at these ideas but never plays them on the surface and it deserves credit for that.
We also get one of the coolest train scenes ever, a fist fight in a Komodo dragon arena, and several beautiful explosions in the foggy highlands of Scotland. I don’t think it’s perfect and it could’ve used a little more lightness but this is still a high caliber Bond movie IN MY OPINION