Daniel Craig returns to the spy franchise to once again prove men who look perpetually irritated can still have successful careers. And Sam Mendes, currently on break from making movies about crumbling relationships, is back at the helm, ready to give us the best-looking movie featuring a jingoistic drunk since Braveheart.
Expect a lot of characters getting mad at James Bond, then a lot of characters saying they were wrong about James Bond, and at least three overheard conversations about how fuckin’ sweet Goldeneye for N64 was.
