…This afternoon I watched a silly James Bond film that went wrong because
they made it too funny…
WHAT AM I SAYING?! The 11-year-old me could not have been more wrong. I have come to fully and sincerely love Casino Royale, which I’m happy to argue is one hundred times more fresh, imaginative and downright entertaining than the Daniel Craig remake.
In 1987 I was still struggling to tell good Bond from bad Bond, not having fully recovered from reading three Ian Fleming novels and discovering none of the best bits from the films were in them. But nonetheless I was lapping up every trace of 007 I could see and hear, including a Sunday afternoon airing for, among others, these exceptionally fine two minutes of cinema: