Review and Rating: James Bond

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No time to die

USA and UK. With Daniel Craig, Lea Seydoux, Rami Malek, Ben Whishaw, Naomi Harris, Ralph Fiennes, Christoph Waltz, and David Dencik. Height: 2:43. From: 15 years old.

There’s an entire Bond world in the prequel to No Time to Die: our loving agent Madeleine Swan (Sydoo) hides in an Italian mountain village where you forget her. The dark memories are written, according to local custom, on pieces of paper that can catch fire and disappear like captivating little torches at night. But just as Bond is about to leave Vesper Lind in limbo, he is betrayed.

A deafening explosion occurred later, as it swung off the bridge, tearing a breathtaking car through the alleys, encircling Madeleine’s Square. The bullets hit the bulletproof car windows. It slowly grinds into sand. But Bond does nothing. His confidence is so badly hurt that he seems to be thinking of dying for himself and for love.

These are highly effective minutes that are felt in the stomach in every possible way. But is it Bond? The public will have to argue about that.

But spontaneously, “No time to die” is something I can actually imagine taking some time to die for. It’s easy to fall in love, not only with the weather-hit Craig, but also with the romantic environments, feeling that everything is so big that it’s about to overflow. Every detail is delicious perfection. The images (signed by Swedish film photographer Linus Sandgren) are peppered with raw, almost touchable authenticity, while many of the supporting roles are provided with small parade numbers: when Craig and Ana de Arma’s kavata agent takes turns taking the party bag. Take turns fighting through a cocktail party in Cuba, it’s easy to see yourself counted. Meanwhile, corrupt Russian scientist David Densik entertains in the awkward border area between Jönssonligan and Borat.

Meanwhile, it’s all midnight in a movie that’s almost entirely about building an epic ending to Daniel Craig and his era as Bond. Much must make sense, and in it the adventure itself is treated with a little stepmother, in favor of poetry.

007 is just a number, as they say. But Bond Craig has long since lost the ability to turn everything into nothing. “No Time to Die” is the movie in which he surrenders, repents, and makes up for his sins. It pushes Bond beyond the point where this 25-film long story has never been before, and into what, after all, seems like the only sensible resort.