A few weeks ago, I watched my first Bond movie.
I never expected to take part in this franchise, the idea of watching a skilled agent hunt down his enemies one at a time while attracting, using, and throwing away women seemed unattractive and disheartening.
Skyfall changed all that. Not only am I a fan of Daniel Craig, but the reviews of the latest Bond movie were excellent. I was interested in seeing how differently Craig interpreted the infamous 00 agent.
My chances to see this movie were fulfilled when I had the opportunity to supervise the movie at work. Every Thursday and Saturday are movie days at the library and a couple of us shelvers have had the opportunity to supervise the “movie nights” at work. It’s kind of fun to do; not only do I get paid to watch a movie, but I get to watch new releases that I probably wouldn’t have gotten around to on my own.
So when Skyfall was being played, I jumped at the opportunity. When would I get to see it any other time?
I wasn’t disappointed. Daniel Craig was excellent as ever. The storyline was excellent, the music superb, and the camera details and editing were amazing. Of course, it had its share of fighting and beautiful women seduced into Bond’s charming ways, but to me, this Bond was the complete opposite of the reputation that followed him. Daniel Craig seemed to bring the man down to the human level, making him easier to relate to and much more believable. The emotions he felt for the people in life, especially M (who acts like a mother figure to the grown up orphan), seemed much more plausible. He cared for the people he worked with, especially Eve with whom he watched out for like a sister, or even a daughter.
Watching the movie a couple more times since then has given me a deeper appreciation of movies as literature. I could see the the symbolism in the movie, the careful placement of the camera and music arrangements. It just seemed to fit together flawlessly. I watched Casino Royale since then (the Daniel Craig version, apparently there’s an earlier interpretations of the movie) and my attitude towards the character hasn’t changed much (at least from the Craig version of Bond). It’s easy to see how Bond became the way he was; he was cocky and arrogant from the beginning, yes, but he was also trusting. The woman he loved the most betrayed him, causing him to harden his resolve and tuck away his emotions. And yet his humanity still remains. He still wants to save Vesper in Casino Royale and the Russian whore in in Skyfall. It’s a test of who a human really is, to be honest. One bad experience can cause a man (or woman) to harden, but is it enough to ignore one’s fellow man?
I look foreword to watching more Bond movies, and possibly more of them that may come out in the future.