We have never much cared about the plot of these things, but they are usually composed with a little more discipline. Then, alas, No Time to Die goes off the boil for a spell. Following a pre-pre-credit sequence (trust me, the most Bond ever), we find the retired agent living in unlikely conjugal bliss with boffin Dr Madeleine Swann (Léa Seydoux, still not cracking a smile). Here it takes close to half an hour for Billie Eilish to deliver what is now a golden-oldie title song.Īs was the case with Spectre, the opening episode is the best thing in the film. The pre-credit sequence used to last just long enough for Roger Moore to snog an air hostess, drink a quart of champagne and ski jump off a mountain. One need only glance at the running time – longer than 2001: A Space Odyssey, longer than the upcoming “epic” Dune – to conclude that this is the most Bond you could ask for. No Time to Die certainly delivers on that perennial Bond brief. If that is too much, then just show us some explosions, some expensive cars and some handsome couples making out. We just need you to reassure us that Armageddon has been averted (in the real world and on screen). Delayed more times than Frank Sinatra’s retirement, the latest James Bond film carries a responsibility no smaller than that of opening up the world to post-pandemic liberation. We need a more pungent cliche than “eagerly anticipated”.
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