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Bond, only Bond
Review date: 2008-08-30 Rating: 6 out of 10
Collecting the four movies featuring `official' Bond number five, Pierce Brosnan:
Goldeneye: Pierce Brosnan and Martin Campbell (director of the BBC's classic eco-thriller Edge Of Darkness) brought the Bond series back from the brink with this formulaic but rewarding effort, both a homage to, and an updating of, the old formula. Brosnan, in his debut as Bond, tries his hardest to flesh out the character, whilst Sean Bean is good value as the villain. Famke Janssen gives what is still her most memorable movie performance as the sexually voracious Xenia Onnatopp, but on the downside Judi Dench's luvvie, career-woman M makes her unwanted debut, Alan Cumming ponces around in that way that only Alan Cumming can, and Robbie Coltrane struggles with a Russian accent. Still, with Brosnan not yet atrophied in the part, this qualifies as his best performance as Bond, though he later showed he could be a better actor in films like The Tailor Of Panama, The Thomas Crown Affair, and The Matador.
Tomorrow Never Dies: Pierce Brosnan's second effort in the Bond series was seen as a roaring success when it first appeared, but watched it the cold light of day it does not strike one as a particularly good film; in fact, in a lot of respects, it is an absolutely terrible one. Jonathan Pryce, one of the most languid actors in history, is possibly the weakest villain Bond has ever faced. Brosnan's scenes with Michelle Yeoh lack any chemistry at all, and Teri Hatcher (in the fallow period between her early success in Lois and Clark and her re-invention in Desperate Housewives) doesn't bring much of a spark to her scenes as Bond's `old flame'. Worst of all is the truly rancid performance of Gotz Otto as Pryce's henchman - the line `We die together, Mister Bwand' has never sounded stupider or cheesier. Overall, dire.
The World Is Not Enough: Though it's an undeniable improvement on Tomorrow Never Dies, Brosnan's third Bond film isn't that great either. Again, the movie is styled as a `gritty' thriller, with some distubingly sadistic scenes, dark plotline, and typical `hard nut' performance from Robert Carlyle as the main villain. Unfortunately, Brosnan was smirking for England by this point, Judi Dench's atrocious `headmistress' M is forefronted in the second half of the film, and Denise Richards is saddled with one of the most unbelivable characters in the entire Bond series, as scientist Dr Christmas Jones. For Brosnan's Bond, time was clearly running out.
Die Another Day: Brosnan's final effort in the Bond series, and the movie that caused the producers to slam on the brakes and take stock of the franchise. It was clear from this film that rather than continuing and developing the Bond series, Brosnan's time in the part had instead been geared towards simply keeping it afloat. Of all the actors to play James Bond, Brosnan's is the interpretation I warm to the least, and here is why; far from the `sexist, mysoginist dinosaur' described by M in Goldeneye, Brosnan's `Blair's Britain' Bond is very much a product of his time; he doesn't smoke, hardly drinks, and treats women with total respect (until it is time to dive bomb their knickers, that is). A hypocritical, Teflon slimeball of a character, Brosnan's Bond is at his absolute sleaziest here, and recieves the kiss-off he deserves, in one of the most poorly received Bond films of all time. The Bond producers again try to mix grit with fantasy and totally fail; the invisible car, the villain's `ice base', and Halle Berry's sub-Charlie's Angels turn as Jinx are just some of the foul ingredients in this very unappetising stew. It was clearly time for another re-think...