Boy, the Mendes/Craig Bond really sucks at his job, doesn't he? In
Skyfall, he disobeys orders and loses the list of undercover agents to tend to an agent who was dying anyway. Then he lets the IT intern plug a master hacker's laptop right into MI6's network, resulting in the deaths of several people and the shooting up of a parliamentary inquiry. Then he takes his boss on a spectacularly ill-conceived countryside lark instead of, say, calling any of his fellow 00 buddies for backup. (Or Leiter. Or literally
anyone else except some old fart at his childhood estate. No worries, dude, you're only guarding one of the heads of
British Intelligence.)
Now, in
Spectre, it takes him several minutes to win a fight against some random old dude in a helicopter, and in the process attacks the helicopter's pilot (while they're in midair) for no apparent reason. (Oh, and he previously let the old dude get on the helicopter in the first place by merely walking behind him for some reason.) Then he steals an MI6 car without bothering to learn its capabilities or how to use them. (Luckily for him, in this universe, Rome is pretty much completely deserted after dark in
May). And when he's told about someone who might be able to help his investigation, at extreme potential risk to herself, he opts not to, say, sneak into her quarters and wait for a private chat opportunity, but instead waltzes into her extremely visible office and, without any apparent check to see if it's bugged, starts spouting off talk that immediately gets her abducted, and almost killed.
He then takes a train directly to the villain's lair, for some reason. He doesn't even break into it or employ any stealth whatsoever, he's
chauffered there. I repeat: he and his date are
willingly chauffered to the villain's lair, with no forward planning
whatsoever. ("Let me teach you how to use a gun! Even though I'll happily smile and hand mine over to whoever greets us. Maybe if we find another weapon lying around at some point, say, in the lair's gym's locker room, it'll come in handy. I'm a secret agent dude!")
Finally, once he gets back to London, despite warning his date that "this isn't over", he lets her leave an apparently perfectly decent safe house on the night of an important operation... and then, the very next day, instead of helping with the task of investigating and bringing to justice the other few dozen members of Spectre, he up and resigns. Maybe he's only able to do so because M was glad to seem him off, because
man, as a secret agent, he
suuuuuuuuucccckkkks!!! He wouldn't last a
day on Ethan Hunt's team.
That said, I liked
Spectre a lot more than the equally ludicrous but much more boring
Skyfall. The franchise still has no idea whatsoever to do about
the issue of white spies being pretty much useless in today's actual world. If Craig doesn't return, I stand by my words from
January:
Maybe the next series after Craig should reintroduce the character as a commando in his 20s at the height of the war, and have the first installment be a cross between a traditional Bond movie and a classic war caper like The Dam Busters, something requiring his upper-class suavity in addition to traditional soldiering grit. Said reboot could then end with the war ending, and Bond being recruited into MI6.
Because the more I think on it, the weirder Casino Royale's introduction of Bond as a late-30s rookie gets. What was he doing prior to scoring his two kills? He was a Commander in the Royal Navy... but never killed anyone? Or did military kills not count?
Since the much-balleyhooed reboot of
Spectre the organization turned out to be a whole lot of nothin' (pretty much just some dudes skimming profits off international crime), and
The Man from UNCLE won't be launching a rival period-piece franchise, why
not let a WW2 Bond fight some dirty rotten
Nat-zees?!
