A cryptic message from Bond’s past sends him on a trail to uncover a sinister organization. While M battles political forces to keep the secret service alive, Bond peels back the layers of deceit to reveal the terrible truth behind SPECTRE.
The very definition of wasted potential. As someone who grew up with James Bond VHS' and watching Double 0 Heaven on ITV when the title of Spectre was announced, Sam Mendes was set to return off the back of a very successful 50th anniversary and Christoph Waltz was cast as the villain, it was hard not to get excited. Alas, the film we got was just incredibly uninspired. The basics just fall a bit flat for a Bond film. The romance is incredibly rushed with Bond and his love interest falling for eachother over the course of one train journey and without much reason to develop such a connection. The villain's motive is paper thin and laughable, it's like something out of an Austin Powers movie. The action sequences are lacking as Bond dispatches people with ease and without much physical exertion (although Daniel Craig's injury might be responsible for the lack of ferocity). On the point of the action sequences, one of the other reasons they work is because of the shoehorned comedy
