Casting Colin Firth as the James Bond character in a film is unexpected – watching him balance the action film moves and immaculate dress of an English gentleman makes for an impressive basis for a film. It’s a film that makes some progress against gender stereotypes in spy films, with a female assassin alongside a Samuel L Jackson billionaire with a lisp.
All this is undermined, though, by a poorly judged sexist joke at the end of the film, which corresponds much more closely to the less enlightened days gone by.
Between that, and the characters that feel that they’re from a Guy Ritchie film, this is one to miss.