I love Daniel Craig as James Bond. He ups the Bond franchise with physicality and matches Sean Connery's Bond on finesse and sex appeal (no one can tough Connery on his sauvness).
But the first review I read, ouch! I must share a line.
Directed by Cary Joji Fukunaga with all the enthusiasm of an adolescent eating a plateful of Brussels sprouts, No Time to Die (in theaters Oct. 8) is primarily notable for failing to stage a single rousing set piece.
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