The BJMDDS General Discussion Thread......

[bjmdds]

MP should throw a block party Thursday in San Diego in celebration of the Cr-egg finale!

[kater23]

^Yeahthat

[Kristatos]

^Yeahthat

Won't that look like you're celebrating the film, though? Best to save the celebrations for when the next guy is announced - IF he's worth celebrating. Personally, I'm not optimistic.

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[kater23]

True.. given Babs n Mikey’s track record…

[bjmdds]

This review supposedly liked the film but in reality the critic criticized it more than enjoyed it: https://theplaylist.net/no-time-to-die- ... -20210928/

[bjmdds]

Another review and this one states the obvious: https://www.queerhorrormovies.com/no-ti ... 07-review/

[bjmdds]

Another poor review, this one by Forbes magazine: https://www.forbes.com/sites/scottmende ... 756a5f7750

[bjmdds]

89% on Rotten Tomatoes so far? Broccoli's payoffs overhead to deduct from any profits. The overall opinion from what I am reading, even from those critics who liked it, is that this film delves WAY TOOOOOOOOO MUCH with boring Seydoux's character, and Malik's villain is a bust as well, despite the hype of his Safin character. Psychological thrillers are NOT what Bond films are meant to be

[bjmdds]

If you want to know what happens in this film, here it is. SPOILERS Do NOT open this unless you want to know the entire plot summed up: https://www.reddit.com/user/Great-Campaign2087/ PURE GARBAGE

[kater23]

Aaand I’m not going to see it.

Spoiler

what a sh!t show!

[bjmdds]

MP, you said it!

[dirtybenny]

If you want to know what happens in this film, here it is. SPOILERS Do NOT open this unless you want to know the entire plot summed up: https://www.reddit.com/user/Great-Campaign2087/ PURE GARBAGE

LOL, if these spoilers are true everyone in this film has nothing BUT time to die!

[Kristatos]

89% on Rotten Tomatoes so far? Broccoli's payoffs overhead to deduct from any profits. The overall opinion from what I am reading, even from those critics who liked it, is that this film delves WAY TOOOOOOOOO MUCH with boring Seydoux's character, and Malik's villain is a bust as well, despite the hype of his Safin character. Psychological thrillers are NOT what Bond films are meant to be

Yeah, I noticed that. Evidently, all the wining and dining of critics paid off. As you say, the ratings don't match the actual reviews. They're all like "Well, that was a bit s**t. 9/10." Most bizarre was Peter Bradshaw's review in The Grauniad, which talks about Craig's "handsome-Shrek face and loveable bat ears." Umm, what?

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[Capt. Sir Dominic Flandry]

Looks like another cut and paste entry in the Craig "Bond" series. The reviews are not saying the movie is one of the greatest like Skyfall, and there are lots of snipes.

[James]

Looks like another cut and paste entry in the Craig "Bond" series. The reviews are not saying the movie is one of the greatest like Skyfall, and there are lots of snipes.

I've noticed that a portion of the 'positive' reviews on RT are fairly lukewarm 3/5 ratings. This definitely isn't being greeted like Casino Royale or Skyfall.

[James]

This is the most critical review I've seen yet. AV Club only gave it a C.

https://www.avclub.com/no-time-to-die-i ... 1847765251

No Time To Die is a sentimental, unsatisfying end to the Daniel Craig era of James Bond

No Time To Die is the 25th film in the endless James Bond series, and also maybe the first to offer something like an actual ending. “Goodbye” isn’t usually in the spy’s vocabulary—not with a sequel always on the horizon, a return always promised in the credits. Even on the cusp of recasting, it’s rare to get any finality from a Bond movie; producers like to leave the door open, in hopes that they’ll lure their star back for one more round of martinis. No Time To Die is different. It’s been conceived as a proper send off to Daniel Craig, taking his fifth and final spin in the tuxedo, and as an attempt to wrap up this serialized stretch of a series that’s been running since the early ’60s. Unfortunately, the film is so concerned with valediction that it ends up treating the actual pleasures of Bond—the stuff that’s kept audiences coming back for six decades—like an afterthought. It’s all punctuation, no sentence.

In devising some closure of sorts for this iteration of the character, No Time To Die looks backwards. This has been a strategy of the series ever since Craig took over the role, bringing a more brutish charisma to cinema’s most beloved secret agent. An obsession with the past was, of course, a driving principle of the thrilling origin story Casino Royale. And it hung over the films that followed, evident in every self-conscious wink at the ancient tropes of the 007 formula and every attempt to tie a new menace to an old mission, mistake, or adversary. In its smartest stab at symmetry, No Time To Die takes Bond back to Italy, and to the grave of the woman whose death shaped his future. Her tombstone literally explodes. Metaphorically, this signals a fallout with the one woman Bond has allowed himself to love since, the psychiatrist Madeleine Swann (Léa Seydoux, reprising the role she played in Spectre).

Is this the Endgame of spy movies? It’s as sentimental and nearly as long, running a patience-taxing two hours and 43 minutes. And here, too, is a five-year time jump, finding a retired, heartbroken Bond living off the grid, forced to return to active duty at the emergence of a new global threat. Didn’t Skyfall go there already? It did, and more gracefully: That gleaming installment, the second big highlight of the Craig tenure (and, in general, a more fitting swan song for it), had some fun playing, however briefly, with the idea of a disgruntled and slightly rusty Bond. Here, British intelligence’s finest lurches back into the field with almost a perfunctory shrug.

No Time To Die’s danger is viral: a plague of nanobots that target a specific person (or people’s) DNA. Vaguely and coincidentally, this evokes the real worldwide medical crisis that delayed the film’s release for a year and a half. It’s also a rather confusing weapon of mass destruction, with rules that don’t make a ton of sense, even for a Bond movie—which is a problem, given how much the film ends up hinging on them. The heavy threatening to release this destructive force on the world is the vengeful, cadaverous, and well-named Lyutsifer Safin (Rami Malek, the third Oscar winner in a row to play a Bond villain). Safin gets a great introduction, in a misleadingly superb opening suspense sequence that recalls Halloween more than one of the franchise’s usual in-media-res prologues. After that, though, he reveals himself to be little more than a stock adversary, whispering threats with perpetual calm; Craig deserved a more distinctive final foe than this generic sociopathic terrorist.

There’s faint tension in the introduction of a replacement, Nomi (Lashana Lynch), with whom Bond playfully spars over ownership of the 007 codename. This is clearly a symbolic gesture, a generational torch passing meant to offer a rebuke to the historic white-dude chauvinism of Bond as a character and icon. And it might be easier to appreciate if the rookie agent weren’t relegated constantly to the sidelines, disappearing for long stretches to run offscreen errands. Perhaps there was scant room for her in a film that can barely find the time for its usual supporting roster, the home-office cavalry of M (Ralph Fiennes), Q (Ben Whishaw), and Moneypenny (Naomie Harris). Crowding an already overstuffed ensemble, No Time To Die wheels in once-quintessential archrival Blofeld (Christoph Waltz) for a single-scene verbal standoff. He’s meant to be scary behind glass, like Hannibal Lecter or something, but the cameo is a non-event—possibly because Spectre did so little to build Waltz up as the ultimate big bad of this Bondverse.

Like almost every actor that’s played the role, Craig has reached the point where he’s a little too long in the tooth for it. But it’s less his age than his effort (or lack of it) that shows: Where once he brought an invigorating balance of thuggish aggression and cucumber-cool wit, the star seems borderline bored in No Time To Die, as itchy as his character is to put the spy games behind him. His fatigue creeps into every corner: It’s there in the half-assed banter, in the been-there-exploded-that gadgets, in the fleeting checklist appearance by Craig’s Knives Out costar Ana De Armas as a second-tier Bond girl so obligatorily incorporated that she could be airlifted out of the movie with the most minimal of rewrites. The set pieces—the usual car chases and gunfights and climactic races through exotic lairs—are nothing special either. The most memorable is probably a single-take brawl up a flight of stairs; you want to ding it as an Atomic Blonde ripoff, until you remember that director Cary Joji Fukunaga did the extended-shot action sequence thing on True Detective years earlier.

If there’s been a legible emotional arc to this five-film, mini-franchise narrative, it’s the tug-of-war inside Bond himself. Can this ice-cold killer and ladykiller learn to love again—to rediscover the humanity hammered out of him through years of service and the formative betrayal of Casino Royale? The problem is that this final installment builds its stakes around a relationship it’s barely dramatized: Seydoux’s thinly sketched Madeleine is but a shadow of the dearly departed Vesper, a love interest so richly drawn by Eva Green that you could actually buy her getting through to a hunk of patriotic human weaponry like James Bond. No Time To Die is forgettable in all the places that usually count—it’s a Bond movie with little excitement or panache. All the film has to distinguish it is an uncharacteristically sappy ending, a late bid to jerk some tears after nearly three hours of boring us to them.

[Omega]

Jesus reading the reviews and synopsis this is just bad. A whole new level of bad.

Retreading all of the Craig tropes, dragging in the bad parts of DAD. Then lazily add a daughter and estranged wife in a convoluted nanobot fueled plot with obvious tropes from a dozen Netflix original series.

And this is the best they could come up with, working on this since 2015 and this is all eon is capable of literally self destructing on screen?


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[Kristatos]

Cinemascore not up yet. It'll be interesting to see what response it gets from opening night audiences when it officially released. It may need to wait for the US release, though, not sure if they do polling over here.

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[Omega]

Early RT seem to always be overly positive then even out as the movie is out and the agreements not to publish reviews early end.

Cinema scores I think are still in effect. But only opening nights at least that’s the way it seems.


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[Kristatos]

Early RT seem to always be overly positive then even out as the movie is out and the agreements not to publish reviews early end.

Cinema scores I think are still in effect. But only opening nights at least that’s the way it seems.


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Yes, Cinemascore polls audiences on opening night, that's what makes it different to review aggregator sites like Rotten Tomatoes etc. Because they're the most enthused audiences, they tend to give high ratings. A B-rating is considered a poor showing on there.

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