Is there a better way for me to get over the very recent sacking of the legendary Roberto Di Matteo than writing a tediously long review on something completely irrelevant to football? I don't think there is too. Now then, it's time for my second ever film review in this thread, strap yourselves in, it's going to be even crazier than the last time I wrote one. Now, after reading some of the other reviews in this thread (I'm looking at you Mitch) I think in order to compete I'll need to make a drastic change to my rather plain-looking first review. You guessed correctly, a poster is required. Or an image of some sort.
Boom. There you have it. You know, I was going to do a title too, but I like that the way it is. Now, enough of making things sexy, it's time to give this film my review. Oh, and there'll be spoilers but no description of the plot. I know right? I'm one lazy cunt. Now, it's actually time to give this film my big fat review.
Skyfall is fucking excellent. No wait, I don't think I put quite enough emphasis on that; Skyfall is fucking excellent. I've never been taken aback by a Bond film like I was when I watched this, this film was almost absolutely perfect. Now I say almost because the big twist (here's one of the spoilers I was talking about, no I won't be using spoiler tags) was, ironically, spoiled for me. That undoubtedly took something away from Skyfall as a spoiler would to any film. That spoiler being, even though I'm sure anyone who's watched this great film knows what I'm talking about, M's death. That's right, Javier Bardem or Silva, as his character's known, kills her. That moves me on to my next point, Javier Bardem rocks the shit out of things in this film. Seriously, a brilliant performance that stole the show. Silva & M's dysfunctional relationship being the reason he wanted her dead more so than Bond, which I'll assume is unusual in a Bond film (I've not seen too many). It also being the reason he offers Bond the chance to turn against her and the MI6. The chance being offered right after that eloquently delivered opening monologue that was also ever-so appropriate from Silva. Silva's actions after this summarises his character perfectly. From toying with Bond, to killing someone effortlessly, to discussing his use of a cyonide capsule showing just how scarred he was both physically and mentally from what M did to him. Or didn't do for him rather. Now I could talk all day & night about Javier Bardem's character, Silva, but I won't, I'll move on. This film makes plenty of cool references to past films, the vintage ones to be precise. That's right, I'm going to call them vintage. The Sean Connery, Roger Moore etc. etc. ones of course, not Pierce Brosnan onwards. What's great about this is that, Raimi did it seriously. It didn't come across as cheesy or camp or inappropriate or forced or out of place or anything. It fit perfectly. I don't think there's a better way to celebrate the fiftieth year anniversary of James Bond. As you'd expect from a Bond film, most of the cast was cool. Fiennes as Moneypenny was badass, experienced and bluntly honest. Dench was the same old M. Bitter, somewhat banterous and cynical. That guy (yeah, don't know the actor's name) as Q was sharp, youthful and witty. Bardem as Silva was articulate, damaged and very intelligent. Craig as Bond being what he's always been; careless, stylish, distracted and cold. Colder than Bond usually is which was another very interesting development in this film for me. The action in this film is both efficient and stylishly done, which, of course, is perfect. A great scene (not an action one just to let you know) off the top of my head was near the ending where M, Bond, and Bond's old housekeeper await Silva in Bond's childhood house, and Silva arrives in an attack helicopter of course. 'Twas beautiful, the landscape of the Scottish land (no, not a city or town, land), the image of a lonely building of the past about to be preyed upon by this flying black predator of the present. Some of the scenery in this film is magnificient. Time to summarise.
Raimi did a terrific job here. Funny enough, he also directed Jarhead, which was what I did my first review in this thread on. That's a coincidence by the way, I don't stalk the man or anything. The cast was fine, Craig and Bardem standing out of course, the editing and direction was pretty much perfect. Nice, sharp scripting and dialogoue. Skyfall is just excellently done, it's the best James Bond film I've ever viewed. Then again, I've only watched the Daniel Craig ones. Casino Royale being top class and Quantum Of Solace being meh. For me Skyfall is better than what was meant to be film of the year, The Dark Knight Rises. And I liked the Dark Knight Rises. Sorry if that offends anyone. Just my opinion. Just fact. Only joking. Shit. The word "fact" has got me thinking of Rafa Benitez which defeated the main fucking purpose of this review. Almost forgot, here's a rating.
Rating - 9/10
Boom. There you have it. You know, I was going to do a title too, but I like that the way it is. Now, enough of making things sexy, it's time to give this film my review. Oh, and there'll be spoilers but no description of the plot. I know right? I'm one lazy cunt. Now, it's actually time to give this film my big fat review.
Skyfall is fucking excellent. No wait, I don't think I put quite enough emphasis on that; Skyfall is fucking excellent. I've never been taken aback by a Bond film like I was when I watched this, this film was almost absolutely perfect. Now I say almost because the big twist (here's one of the spoilers I was talking about, no I won't be using spoiler tags) was, ironically, spoiled for me. That undoubtedly took something away from Skyfall as a spoiler would to any film. That spoiler being, even though I'm sure anyone who's watched this great film knows what I'm talking about, M's death. That's right, Javier Bardem or Silva, as his character's known, kills her. That moves me on to my next point, Javier Bardem rocks the shit out of things in this film. Seriously, a brilliant performance that stole the show. Silva & M's dysfunctional relationship being the reason he wanted her dead more so than Bond, which I'll assume is unusual in a Bond film (I've not seen too many). It also being the reason he offers Bond the chance to turn against her and the MI6. The chance being offered right after that eloquently delivered opening monologue that was also ever-so appropriate from Silva. Silva's actions after this summarises his character perfectly. From toying with Bond, to killing someone effortlessly, to discussing his use of a cyonide capsule showing just how scarred he was both physically and mentally from what M did to him. Or didn't do for him rather. Now I could talk all day & night about Javier Bardem's character, Silva, but I won't, I'll move on. This film makes plenty of cool references to past films, the vintage ones to be precise. That's right, I'm going to call them vintage. The Sean Connery, Roger Moore etc. etc. ones of course, not Pierce Brosnan onwards. What's great about this is that, Raimi did it seriously. It didn't come across as cheesy or camp or inappropriate or forced or out of place or anything. It fit perfectly. I don't think there's a better way to celebrate the fiftieth year anniversary of James Bond. As you'd expect from a Bond film, most of the cast was cool. Fiennes as Moneypenny was badass, experienced and bluntly honest. Dench was the same old M. Bitter, somewhat banterous and cynical. That guy (yeah, don't know the actor's name) as Q was sharp, youthful and witty. Bardem as Silva was articulate, damaged and very intelligent. Craig as Bond being what he's always been; careless, stylish, distracted and cold. Colder than Bond usually is which was another very interesting development in this film for me. The action in this film is both efficient and stylishly done, which, of course, is perfect. A great scene (not an action one just to let you know) off the top of my head was near the ending where M, Bond, and Bond's old housekeeper await Silva in Bond's childhood house, and Silva arrives in an attack helicopter of course. 'Twas beautiful, the landscape of the Scottish land (no, not a city or town, land), the image of a lonely building of the past about to be preyed upon by this flying black predator of the present. Some of the scenery in this film is magnificient. Time to summarise.
Raimi did a terrific job here. Funny enough, he also directed Jarhead, which was what I did my first review in this thread on. That's a coincidence by the way, I don't stalk the man or anything. The cast was fine, Craig and Bardem standing out of course, the editing and direction was pretty much perfect. Nice, sharp scripting and dialogoue. Skyfall is just excellently done, it's the best James Bond film I've ever viewed. Then again, I've only watched the Daniel Craig ones. Casino Royale being top class and Quantum Of Solace being meh. For me Skyfall is better than what was meant to be film of the year, The Dark Knight Rises. And I liked the Dark Knight Rises. Sorry if that offends anyone. Just my opinion. Just fact. Only joking. Shit. The word "fact" has got me thinking of Rafa Benitez which defeated the main fucking purpose of this review. Almost forgot, here's a rating.
Rating - 9/10