A few thoughts on Casino Royale:

Chris Cornell, parkour, Body Worlds, Jeffrey Wright, a sword — I feel like the producers compiled a list of random shit and challenged the crew to incorporate everything on the list into the film.

This is the third Bond movie of the past four with a finale that puts the Bond girl in a drowning situation.

When I saw where Bond recovered from torture, I half-expected him to touch Eva Green's skin and remark, "I don't like sand. It's coarse and rough and irritating and it gets everywhere!"