Casino Royale (2006) Please review our COVID-19 safety requirements here. We must enforce these rules to keep our community safe. If you do not follow the above rules, you will be asked to leave without refund. Thank you for helping us in our efforts! Running Time: 144 mins. 2006 144 minutes. Action and adventure. Add to Wishlist. Casino Royale marks Daniel Craig's first appearance as the legendary James Bond at the start of his.
Cast your mind back to 2005 and the phenomenon that was ‘Blonde Bond’. At the time one of the longest running franchises in movie history, the James Bond series had been enjoying a successful renaissance for almost a decade. The so-dour-it-hurts reign of Timothy Dalton in The Living Daylights and Licence to Kill had been a bold move to mature Bond into something more akin to Jason Bourne than the suave and silly Roger Moore flavoured vehicles that had gone before it. An admirable if not misguided effort on behalf of the studios. Whilst it was clear that the Bond mythology was overdue for an invigoration, the world was not ready for a rougher, tougher 007 at that time and the franchise looked to be on its last legs, with Bond relegated to the annals of movie history. After a hiatus of six years however 007 triumphantly returned with Pierce Brosnan at the helm. Goldeneye, the first of the Brosnan era sought to re-establish Bond with credible plot lines, Bond girls with acting clout to match their looks and perhaps more importantly the role of Bond’s tough taskmaster M recast in the form of Judi Dench.
Now, Bond has always suffered when the series has embarked on flights of the fantastical, never more obviously than with Brosnan’s final outing Die Another Day. The movie was a mismatch of odd casting choices (Madonna in a cringe worthy cameo as fencing instructor Verity) and outlandish plotlines (shape shifting villains and an invisible car no less). The movie was a mess, with the aforementioned Madonna’s theme tune a bizarre electro-pop inspired dance track that should have played out in the clubs of New York rather than the opening credits of Her Majesty’s finest. This was not Bond. For the second time in 15 years, the series had hit a low point and it seemed that once more Bond was going to be forced into early retirement. Fast forward to 2005 and the powers that be in the Broccoli camp cast Daniel Craig as 007. Casino Royale, their newly announced Bond flick was to be a reboot/prequel to the Bond legacy, reintroducing the character to the 21st Century generation with a grittier interpretation of the mythology, keeping in line with Ian Fleming’s take on the character in his literary origins. The furore surrounding Craig’s casting was incredible, with audiences objecting to his physical look and presence. The naysayers cited his lack of suaveness or ‘traditional’ good looks as their main objection and for a time even audiences too young to remember harked back to the’ golden age’ of Connery.
On its release Royale stormed to be top of the Box Office and silenced its critics in one fell swoop. Any lingering misgivings about Craig as 007 were erased, with the actor giving it his all in a meaner, tougher and more intense performance as the titular character than anything that had preceded it. Bond was back and he was deadlier than ever. The traditional pre-credits sequences had become overblown and bloated of late, however director Martin Campbell stripped it back to the bare basics, increasing its impact for audiences across the globe. The black and white opening scenes depicting Bond earning his 00 stripes, were intense and for the first time we saw the effort and indeed impact on Bond making his first kill. The dialogue between Bond and the rogue agent where particularly striking, with Bond emotionally intoning that his partner in crime had died “not well”. Think also of the character’s musing that the second kill is always easier to which Bond casually agreed. Any memories of Moore’s raised eyebrow and eloquent innuendo were fading from our minds, Bond 2006 was a honed and focused killing machine. Move over Bourne there was a new guy in town.
- 2 hours 24 minutes. Daniel Craig, Eva Green, Mads Mikkelsen, Judi Dench. Theatre Release. November 17, 2006 by Columbia Pictures. Casino Royale starts the adventure all over to.
- Casino Royale is a 1967 British-American spy parody film originally produced by Columbia Pictures featuring an ensemble cast.It is loosely based on Ian Fleming's first James Bond novel.The film stars David Niven as the 'original' Bond, Sir James Bond 007.Forced out of retirement to investigate the deaths and disappearances of international spies, he soon battles the mysterious Dr. Noah and SMERSH.
Throughout the movie Campbell is at great pains to differentiate Royale from all of the other Bonds before it, bringing innovative and ground-breaking elements to the movie. Chris Cornell’s title track for example is a clever play on the notoriety of the mythology. You Know My Name sidesteps the incessant need for opening tracks to replicate the movie’s title, and is in itself a nod to the past heritage and familiarity of this character. We all know Bond, he is as synonymous and recognisable with Britain as Big Ben and The Monarchy; no need to reinvent the wheel there. However combine this with the artist’s rockier take on the title track and we begin to break new ground. The signature theme tune retains the essence of its artist and doesn’t fall victim to the ‘Shirley Bassey syndrome’ with credible acts attached to previous outings attempting to impersonate the big and bold songstress’ delivery of the legendary Goldfinger (Garbage’s The World is Not Enough anyone?) Immediately following the title track we have the free running sequences which look and feel unique. In Bond’s history we had never witnessed this before. His pursuit of Sébastien Foucan is visually stunning and brings 007 bang up to date with the emerging trends of the 21st Century. How many times have we witnessed Bond pursuing an unnamed henchman followed by an inconsequential plot-advancing death? Not like this and not in this way – leaping off buildings and scaling precariously positioned cranes. Let’s get creative people!
Casino Royale boasts some fine performances from its leading ladies too banishing any images of the ‘Oh James’ characterisation that have often burdened some of the back catalogue of Bond girls; with their plunging necklines and even lower IQs frustratingly stunting any character development. The female leads in Royale could only loosely be referred to as ‘Bond Girls’ perhaps more appropriately ‘Bond Women’ relying on their intelligence and competence rather than any heroic derring-do from Bond as the Alpha Male. First up is Judi Dench pleasingly (if not a tad confusingly) returning to the Bond-prequel as the formidable M. Dench enjoys a more rounded part with more screen time between herself and 007 this time around. Having played the role since 1995, Dench is completely comfortable in this the matriarchal role, and proves adept at reigning in Bond’s reckless and coarse sensibilities. Interestingly, Dench’s M appears to be more than a match for Bond in the cold-hearted stakes at times – referring to him as a blunt instrument to be utilised as she sees fit. We as the audience are under no illusion that she wouldn’t hesitate to knowingly send Bond to his death if the mission called for it. The character even confesses this herself as the movie progresses – the metaphorical chess queen dispatching her pawns.
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Eva Green as Vesper Lynd is smart, sassy and fiercely independent. The dialogue between herself and Bond in their first encounter simply crackles off the scripted page and she was the first Bond female in recent years to cut straight to the heart of 007’s psyche. Her mocking of his watch, demeanour, parentage and the famous “chip on his shoulder” as cruel as it is insightful. It was Lynd who held all the power in this their first meeting. It was she who controlled the financial backing to prepare Bond for his or-all-nothing stake at Le Chiffre’s poker table and it is she who makes no secret of the fact that she can cut of the same funding just as easy. A financial neutering for Bond if you will – certainly new territory for the character. Green’s Lynd also breaks new ground for 007’s characterisation with both characters gradually falling in love throughout the course of the movie. There is some genuinely touching interplay between the two. Firstly, Bond carefully caressing her freezing frame in the midst of the cold shower as she sits traumatised in the aftermath of the murder on the stairs; and secondly Lynd’s admission that Bond is more of a man than any she encountered before despite his physical battering at the hands of Le Chiffre. Lynd also serves as a catalyst for the humanisation of Bond towards the conclusion of the movie; her betrayal and then death leaving the character heartbroken and setting him on the path of heartlessness when it comes to the fairer sex. Emotional resonance of the character unwitnessed since the death of Diana Rigg in On Her Majesty’s Secret Service back in 1969.
The movie’s main bad Le Chiffre is a perfectly coiffured and elegant villain in keeping with those that went before him. Campbell restrains the portrayal of his main antagonist – gone are the shades of parody witnessed in the likes of Dr Evil in Bond-spoof Austin Powers to be replaced by a subdued interpretation – Le Chiffre’s weeping eye of blood sporadically making its appearance the only larger than life aspect to the character. It’s a smart move, in keeping with the realistic reinterpretation of the mythology, but with a nod to the classic fantastical elements of what had preceded it. A perfect balance. Mads Mikkelsen is perfectly cast as the cold and calculating poker player, playing the role with reserved and measured menace. The torture scenes in particular are stand out moments of his villainy and surely paved the way for his eventual casting as the diabolical Hannibal Lecter in the TV series Hannibal.
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Casino Royale was (and still is) a triumphant return to form for the Bond series and was a ‘shot in the arm’ of the ailing franchise when it needed it most. The movie boasts some incredible action set pieces, stylish performances, sharp dialogue and some genuinely tense moments throughout. The movie successfully launched the Craig era and despite a momentary blip with Quantum of Solace, allowed filmmakers to build on the actor’s portrayal culminating in the excellent Skyfall –the best Bond movie to date. Roll on Bond 24. 2015 cannot come quick enough…
Yes, Daniel Craig makes a superb Bond: Leaner, more taciturn, less sex-obsessed, able to be hurt in body and soul, not giving a damn if his martini is shaken or stirred. That doesn't make him the 'best' Bond, because I've long since given up playing that pointless ranking game; Sean Connery was first to plant the flag, and that's that. But Daniel Craig is bloody damned great as Bond, in a movie that creates a new reality for the character.
Year after year, attending the new Bond was like observing a ritual. There was the opening stunt sequence that served little purpose, except to lead into the titles; the title song; Miss Moneypenny; M with an assignment of great urgency to the Crown; Q with some new gadgets; an archvillain; a series of babes, some treacherous, some doomed, all frequently in stages of undress; the villain's master-plan; Bond's certain death, and a lot of chases. It could be terrific, it could be routine, but you always knew about where you were in the formula.
With 'Casino Royale,' we get to the obligatory concluding lovey-dovey on the tropical sands, and then the movie pulls a screeching U-turn and starts up again with the most sensational scene I have ever seen set in Venice, or most other places. It's a movie that keeps on giving.
This time, no Moneypenny, no Q and Judi Dench is unleashed as M, given a larger role, and allowed to seem hard-eyed and disapproving to the reckless Bond. This time, no dream of world domination, but just a bleeding-eyed rat who channels money to terrorists. This time a poker game that is interrupted by the weirdest trip to the parking lot I've ever seen. This time, no laser beam inching up on Bond's netherlands, but a nasty knotted rope actually whacking his hopes of heirs.
And this time, no Monte Carlo, but Montenegro, a fictional casino resort, where Bond checks into the 'Hotel Splendid,' which is in fact, yes, the very same Grand Hotel Pupp in Karlovy Vary where Queen Latifah had her culinary vacation in 'Last Holiday.' That gives me another opportunity to display my expertise on the Czech Republic by informing you that 'Pupp' is pronounced 'poop,' so no wonder it's the Splendid.
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I never thought I would see a Bond movie where I cared, actually cared, about the people. But I care about Bond, and about Vesper Lynd (Eva Green), even though I know that (here it comes) a Martini Vesper is shaken, not stirred. Vesper Lynd, however, is definitely stirring, as she was in Bertolucci's wonderful 'The Dreamers.' Sometimes shaken, too. Vesper and James have a shower scene that answers, at last, why nobody in a Bond movie ever seems to have any real emotions.