I’ve seen most of the James Bond movies, but I’m not a person who would typically get too caught up in a “Who Is the Best Bond” discussion. It’s clearly Connery, but if people don’t agree I’m not going to bother getting into some protracted discussion about it.
Daniel Craig is fun to watch as Bond. There is a scene where he’s chasing this guy and instead of running through the open door, decides it’s faster to blast through a piece of drywall with his body. It’s hysterically funny, but Craig is so intense I give him the benefit of the doubt, and in fact Bond does catch the guy in the end, murdering him and several other people in cold blood. Bond never used to do that kind of thing, but things are messier now, and it’s up to Dame Judy Dench to frown at Bond and be exasperated.
If you like Bond, it’s worth seeing. I like the Bond series generally, but I have always felt the movies would benefit substantially by ditching the change-of-pace romantic interludes that go on and on. I’m not saying there can’t be sex; he’s James Bond, after all. I’m just saying it should be in context, like the hookup the assassin has in the original Day of the Jackal. This jet-setting off to Tahiti or wherever in the middle of each movie just kills the momentum.
I walked by some newly-installed sheetrock walls yesterday and laughed at the image of myself busting through the wall Bond-style into the meeting happening on the other side. But I’m pretty certain I would get fired and injured if I did that, so I just used the door. Dame Judy Dench would have been proud.