I like spy movies. There is really no reason for this...spy movies can be as good (True Lies, Mission Impossible I & II, The Bourne Identity) or bad (Spy Kids, The Bourne Supremacy, Mission Impossible III) as any other genre. Sometimes they drench themselves in gore (The Day of the Jackal, MI III) and other times just high-tech gadgetry (Bond...any Bond) They can be funny, sad, poignant, political, intriguing, mystifying...but at heart, there is really nothing to set a spy flick apart from any other.
Naturally I went to see Casino Royale, the attempy to revitalize the ever-buoyant Bond franchise after the last Brosnan version jumped the shark with invisible cars flipping 180 degrees off the opening of a sunroof. Not that Bond has ever been known for realism or a lack of stupid, over the top gimmicks and gadgets...but this one surpassed even the franchise which is unfortunate...Brosnan was an outstanding Bond.
Perhaps the coolest thing is that with Casino Royale still in theatres...we are being treated to one of the most amazing real-life spy sagas ever...and it is playing out in the newspapers every day.
Russian spy dies. Turns out he was poisoned. Turns out he was offed with super high tech plutonium. Turns out the stuff can be traced...and has been traced to some very interesting places.
If you were to write a novel about this it would be a best seller but, like most spy stories, dismissed as trumped up, outlandish, a good read but unbelievable. Frankly, although I enjoyed C-Roy...this is a better story. And we can read it for free in the papers. Pretty ironic. Makes me want to put on my Happy Feet and dance away.
4 years ago
2 comments:
I agree. Brosnan just seemed like Bond. Like he fit the role.
I've been obsessed with the ex-spy case. The first thing I thought was, "This is unbelievable - it's like a James Bond movie."
Post a Comment