The director is a nostalgic person, but there are always some senseless impulses. This is certainly a movie based on comics, but the background behind 007 is too perfect and mature. Anyone who imitates the image of 007 and wants to go to the side with the sword is a big risk.
As a result, the 007 here with M and Q, no matter how you look at it, it is inconsistent with the nonsense of the young man. Of course, the director wants to explain that this is not 007, because these knights are cooler than 007. But judging from my hopeless classical aesthetics, Uncle Firth's 007 has Connery's composure, Lazenby's elegance, Roger Moore's art, Dalton's depth, and Brosnan's graceful elegance. . He is simply the essence of all Bonds. Uncle Firth's eyes are too gentle, no matter how cool he pretends to be, you still believe that he can recite Wilde and Bernard Shaw casually.
When we got to the church, 007 suddenly came out in the comic version. I don't think that fight was that cool. I'd rather watch Uncle Firth stand up against an MG42 heavy machine gun than watch him round his umbrella and beat people: the action is not very personable, Lack of beauty, it should be made in Yuan Heping's style to match Uncle's temperament.
Then my uncle's role was gone. The movie shows exactly what it is to please teenage audiences. The joke of anal sex is of course Coke, but this nonsense is very blunt, and it obviously feels like a slap in the face.
And how does a young male lead become a new generation of knights? (To put it bluntly, every Mr. Darcy on the screen with a gun is 007, but not everyone with a gun can play Mr. Darcy)
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