Under the able direction of two time helmsman Sam Mendes here the visionaries behind the most successful film series of all time continue to captivate global audiences. 
Lucky British Columbians can feast their eyes and ears on this 2 1/2 hour extravaganza at Cineplex Odeon arenas around Canada’s Pacific provincial paradise.
Fresh, fun, timely and revealing Spectre turns out to be a rip roaring success patterned after the best crowd-Pleasing efforts of the trendsetting 60s. Serious in tone but packing a wallop of gorgeous locations and heart-pounding action poor James must deal with two “issues” this time out. First Daniel Craig must cope with childhood memories and at the same time try to wrestle with new marching orders from the double oh masters handed down at Westminster.
Right from the start involving a wild parade in Mexico City, female dalliances aplenty, snowy shenanigans and a criminal mastermind with an unparalleled grudge match Spectre serves up liberal doses of action and sophistication second to none. Clever writing meshes the plot with key elements from the previous Craig outings.
Given a good story and terrific supporting actors this 24th Bond film is easily one of the best and in the classic Connery tradition. Jazzed up by some sexy opening credits that Maurice Binder would be proud of the casting here is impeccable. Bond regulars Ralph Fiennes, Naomie Harris and Ben Whishaw all hit their marks with newcomers Dave Bautista, Christoph Waltz and Lea Seydoux engaging as people related to a very dangerous crime syndicate with world domination on their minds.
Unbelievable though realistic stunts, gorgeous costumes. Scrumptious international locations you will dream of visiting, a gentleman agent with a lively libido, a pounding if not subtle score that just heats up at the opportune time and quality quips makes Spectre a fitting follow-up to Skyfall. Full of charm and quality throughout Spectre is a must see for all movie fans though it’s running length may be a few minutes lengthy. Long live Britain. And long live Mr. Bond, despite Franz Oberhaus’s misgivings.
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