And I don’t mean “vulgaris” in a depreciating way, but in a good one, if that makes any sense.

Because finally, after some fourty years of sci-fi, James Bond is back as a secret agent whose knuckles aren’t afraid of a little dirty fighting in filthy Easter European public toilets, wthout any explosive gadgets or bleeping toys or hovercrafts to help him. The bad guys have resources, of course — if they hadn’t, they wouldn’t be targets for 007 — but it’s nowhere near the ridiculous things we’ve seen in such garbage as the previous one, “Die Another Day“, and there were no satelites equipped with lasers or tasers or fasers or whatever they’re calling it this week. Instead, you had a slick Mads Mikkelsen as an even slicker bad guy, whose specialty was financing “freedom fighters”, with no special fighting skills, no particularly awesome henchmen, and a hell of a lot of problems of his own, seeing as Bond fouls up his little money-making scheme, thus ensuring that he loses every cent he was holding for some of the most brutal men on the face of the Earth. Yay for a plot which actually makes sense! :D

Then there was Bond himself. Daniel Craig does a perfect job as the “young” Bond (this is supposed to take place just after his promotion to 00-status). He’s brutal where the older Bond is coldly effective, and you can actually observe this change in him as the movie progresses, along with some other changes.

But the perhaps best part of the entire film is the love affair. In the last couple of Bond flicks, they’ve tried to portray the Bond Babe as a strong woman, who knows how to take care of herself. And how did they do this? By letting her start out as a secret agent, too, so that she could be helpful to our Mr. Bond. And in “Casino Royale“, how do they do it? They create a character who’s a professional accountant, who’s sent to supervise Bond’s spending habits during his visit to the Casino Royale in Montenegro. She’s probably no good in a fight, but the lady’s got spunk, and she’s got brains, and all that important stuff. The fact that I’ve liked Eva Green ever since I first saw her in “Kingdom of Heaven” two years ago may have made me slightly biased towards her character, but all in all, I think this was the best Bond Babe since Pussy Galore. At least that I can remember. (It’s been a couple of years since I last watched the old Bond movies, though, so…)

This is easily a 9.0/10. It hasn’t too much depth, and there are still some lines that stink of “Die Another Day” and its ilk, but as a Bond film, it’s heaven. I hope this will be the beginning of a new era for Bond, and that the over-the-top misogynist jokes and the sci-fi gadgets won’t be back in the next one…