Hinx (Dave Bautista), while learning from Moneypenny that a figure referenced in the meeting, “The Pale King”, is none other than Mr. ( Source)īond escapes, pursued by the silent, brutal Mr. Bond goes to the meeting, using a ring he took from Sciarra to pose as a member of the organization, but its shadowy leader (Christoph Waltz) reveals that he knows of Bond’s presence–and knows Bond personally. She reveals that he was a member of a secret organization which meets but rarely–and is doing so that evening to resolve the issues raised by his death. The funeral is in Rome, and with a little help from Q (Ben Whishaw), Bond attends the funeral, where a man seems to notice him but does not reveal his identity.īond speaks to Sciarra’s widow (Monica Bellucci), and later saves her from a pair of assassins, whereupon she reveals that, with her husband dead, she is marked for death. To facilitate Nine Eyes, Denbigh is pushing for the dissolution of the 00 program, and Bond’s rogue activities only play into his hands.īond reveals to Moneypenny (Naomie Harris) that he tracked down Sciarra based on a message left by the previous M (Judi Dench) shortly before her death, urging him to kill Sciarra “and don’t miss the funeral”. Max Denbigh (Andrew Scott), a government official, has been working to set up a multinational surveillance program called Nine Eyes, which collates the intelligence operations of nine different nations. Back in London, an incensed M (Ralph Fiennes) suspends Bond from active duty, as Bond’s actions were unauthorized–but it’s not just insubordination which motivates M’s wrath. We begin in Mexico City on the Day of the Dead, as Bond tracks down a terrorist named Sciarra (Alessandro Cremona), and kills him–but only after setting off an explosion in an apartment block and engaging in a fight inside a helicopter flying over the revelers. And as a big fan of the series, it most certainly did not break my heart.
The chilly critical reception aside, Spectre is never less than watchable and merits its place in the series. But taken as the final (?) chapter of its own mini-saga within the greater Bondiverse, it’s a satisfying send-off for Craig’s take on Bond, and though its attempts to tie the previous three films together don’t hold much water, they are delicate enough to not insult the viewer’s intelligence. On its own, I can’t argue that Spectre is the weakest of Daniel Craig’s outings as 007 it’s entertaining and, at times, quite stylish…but it’s also overlong, a bit short on humor, and seems to waste as many opportunities as it seizes upon.
“You’re a kite dancing in a hurricane, Mr.
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