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FiyaStarter RATING =  Fiyaballs
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After Casino Royale, the bar was incredibly high, but Danny Craig absolutely delivered in Quantum Solace. Everything with the exception of the first chase scene was better than its predecessor. The fight on that crane from the last joint had me in tears primarily because I refused to blink through the whole sequence. The first confrontation with an agency turncoat wasn’t quite as good in this one, but not to worry. A lot more action without sacrificing the story made this film great. Now, I know old school Bond fans main criticism of new school Bond is that he’s not over the top enough with impossible stunts and escapes, but I’m here to tell you to ignore them. They’re old and mad. Of course there aren’t any unimaginable stunts in a day and age where Ian McKellen is moving bridges with his mind and Keanu is dodging bullets from point blank range like Al B. Sure! dodges child support. There are plenty of eye opening scenes in Quantum Solace to keep you amazed, like when Craig walked his ass around Haiti without Chaka Demus & Pliers running up on him and chopping his head off for being white. See, them old ass Moore and Connery fans don’t know nothing about how Chaka go hard in Haiti, do they? This time, after that touch screen gives him a lead, Bond is on the trail of a secret organization that’s trying to snatch up the water supply of a country in order to do bigger and badder things. Eventually, Dominic Greene is identified as head of the unwell wishers and Bond chases his ass down. Along the way our hero gets some help from my man CIA Agent Felix Leiter (Jeffrey Wright) who returns from that Royale. The story turns out to be a rather sticky one as it doesn’t try to paint politics, business and all the policing of those aspects of government as cut and dry. The British hierarchy is not concerned with Greene and his syndicate because it doesn’t much affect their bottom line, but James aint goin for it. In the midst of his getback spree, Bond actually finds some balance in his thinking and lets go of a few of his demons. From a historical perspective, Director Mac Forster preserves the essence of Bond just fine. I mean; he’s served a dilemma, he alienates his superiors in the process of dealing with that dilemma, kills, charms the skirt off a bad brawd, flirts with every other chick on screen, kills some more, gets faced with a new dilemma, and ultimately kills the antagonist with the most debonair swag in the galaxy resulting in his superiors forgetting about his insubordination. Can’t nobody pull that off but Bond. Cruise’s MI bitches would drop panties on site for Bond and as raw as Jason Bourne is, he has the personality of rat droppings. Craig got the job done…and he did it without that wack ass dry version of a Maxwell Smart routine Pierce Brosnan used to get away with. NOOOOOPE.
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That’s how big my smile was after them Brits got infiltrated and Bond and M were briefed about that new ‘rrist organization on the most awesome touch screen device since Minority Report. Them smooth ass shapes and figures were rotating and giving up that info. Goddamn that shit looked superior. America needs to get its act together so we can get some computers that do shit like that. My Vaio simply can’t compete with such.