Review by Andrew Hicks
2 stars out of 4
This is a royale mess. Supposedly parodying the James Bond
films of the 60's, this turns into a confusing, bland, rarely funny movie
that's even more episodic and cliched than the movies it parodies. The
only redeeming feature is the assemblage of talent. David Niven plays
Bond, old and retired, who is drawn back as head of the British secret
service after M's murder. Ursula Andress, who co-starred in the real
Bond movie DR. NO, plays the traditional Bond girl, with PINK
PANTHER star Peter Sellers as the traditional Bond. Also starring are
villains Woody Allen (as the sex-obsessed, neurotic Dr. Noah) and
card-shark Orson "Macbeth" Welles, who contribute the only truly
memorable performances in the movie.
CASINO ROYALE is for the most part indecipherable.
Niven, at the beginning, is staying with M's widow and her eleven
beautiful daughters, all between the ages of sixteen and nineteen
(coincidentally, this has always been my idea of what heaven will be
like). The ladies all put the moves on Bond, who has gained some
morals since retiring, in an attempt to corrupt him. (Why this is
relevant to the plot is beyond me.) Bond gets out of that jam after
about thirty minutes and heads to headquarters, where he finds Miss
Moneypenny's beautiful daughter has taken her place and seems to
have the same intentions her mother did. Bond displaces her and gets
down to business.
The plan here is to confuse the enemy by making every agent
007, James Bond, including the ladies. The main Bond is an author-
turned-spy who is recruited to play poker against Welles. There's also
some harem girl who's the daughter of Bond and Mata Hari, and a few
other identical beauties to confuse viewers. Sure, the James Bond
series is ripe for parody, with the far-fetched action and sexist views,
but CASINO ROYALE doesn't follow the formula at all. It goes in
another direction without ever actually being a parody. It has some of
the same Bond characters, but they're nothing like their actual
counterparts. It's a slow-mover with a bland climax. You could say it
has a license to suck.
Copyright © 1996 Andrew Hicks
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