Spectre
Eventually every James Bond actor has one of those movies where you realize just how old the guy really is. Pierce Brosnan's "age film" was definitely Die Another Day. He was 48 when he made that movie. Now Daniel Craig is 47, and unfortunately, Spectre was that age film for me. Fortunately for us however, it's a good send off to the Craig run, so if things finish up here, I'd say job well done overall.
As for the actual film, Spectre is the culmination of the entire Craig-run plotline; every villain is accounted for, every tragic turn considered, every loss recalled. It feels like what everything has led up to...and it's incredibly self-absorbed. A guy builds the world's greatest supervillain agency because he's got daddy issues and is mad at another guy? That's it? What the hell is he going to do if he ever takes out that one guy? The whole thing feels ridiculous. That's not to say I disliked the movie, I ended up having a really good time watching it. And damn if I don't want a skeleton suit. But at the end of things, I sat in the audience and wondered why in the hell anyone would obsess so much over somebody as to go through all of the trouble. Truthfully, I think Bond found it pretty weird too, so at least I'm in good company.
If you like side characters, this one focuses on them a bit and makes them all come together to fight...which also makes them look kind of like a bunch of rubes incapable of handling things on their own outside of Q working his tech magic. Why does British intelligence need Bond? Because these other guys are actually pretty pathetic. Ralph Fiennes telling his big opponent that he's gonna take him in? Pfft, weak, especially after we've seen how zealous these bad guys are. A quick lesson from the movie Traxx: garbage you throw out, trash you kill. Bond gets this, and as a result, Bond ends up being gloriously violent with some amazing set pieces being blown up or shot to shit around him, all while looking smooth as ice.
Yeah, this is pretty much the best ending they could come up with for this. I don't see what there would be for a Craig Bond to come back to. Let him retire the roll and end an era of 007 marked with secret international terrorism from a stateless global organization and millennial self-obsession, rugged realism in harsh lighting set to the tune of invaded privacy by corporation and government alike, and always the questioning of violence and the old ways through violent rhetoric and rancor by everyone else but Bond, the one guy who does his best not to question and the one guy who actually manages to get anything done. Despite my complaints, this is still a much better sendoff than a cheap North Korean rip off of Diamonds Are Forever.