Bond (Daniel Craig) wins the game against Le Chiffre (Mads Mikkelsen). Vesper (Eva Green) gets captured and Bond goes after her but swerves to avoid her on the road and crashes. Le Chiffre tortures him for the account password but Mr. White enters and kills him. Bond blacks out and some time later sees Vesper and Mathis (Giancarlo Giannini) in his hospital room. While recovering, he has Mathis arrested for questioning by MI6. Bond resigns and plans to leave with Vesper but she takes the money out of the account. He chases her to her employers in Venice, kills them all and in the process collapses the building. Vesper drowns in an elevator while Bond tries to get to her. Mr. White escapes with the money. M calls Bond and tells him they need him but that they have run out of leads for Vesper's employers. She informs him that Vesper took the money because she was being blackmailed by some mystery organization and her husband was held captive by them. And the reason why Bond was spared on the night that Le Chiffre was killed was because Vesper made a deal with the organization: Bond's life for the money. Bond looks on her PDA and finds White's number. He finds him, shoots him in the leg and introduces himself... 'Bond. James Bond.'

In Casino Royale, the reset button has been pressed in the manner of 'Batman Begins.' Empire Kim Newman. Contrary to pre-release nay-sayers, Daniel Craig has done more with James Bond in one film than some previous stars have in multiple reprises. This is terrific stuff, again positioning 007 as the action franchise to beat. Casino Royale is by far the most realistic Bond flick to date. The fight scenes are brutal and at time painful to watch. 90% stunt sequences are done by humans on location. Very little CGI touch ups, as was the downfall of the later Bond flicks. Casino Royale was shot partly in Prague, but the next film in the series will make Pinewood studios its main base O n the big screen, Daniel Craig has shown himself fully capable of taking on a.

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Factual error: In the scenes at Miami airport you see numerous CSA planes (Czech Airlines). Czech Airlines offer no direct flights to Miami, however Prague airport, where this scene was shot, is full of CSA planes.(00:44:50)

Trivia: The internal shots of the hotel in Venice Bond is staying in is actually the National Museum in Prague - obviously almost every movie uses random locations, but partly it's very identifiable if you've been there, and also I've recently been there myself, and this is my site, so I'm listing it.

Question: According to Wikipedia, a 'disused spa', the Kaiserbad, was supposed to be used as the exterior of the Casino Royale. I found a picture: I only recall seeinng the Pupp, thinking that building was both the casino and the hotel. When the players go to their rooms, I thought they were in the same building, but apparently not.

Answer:Nope, in the movie the hotel and casino were not in the same building.

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Gone are the camp humor and silly gadgets of earlier incarnations, the winking double-entendres and comic/fantasy sexiness. Gone are Moneypenny and “Q,” with their bantering relationships with our hero. (Desmond Llewellyn, who had played “Q” opposite every Bond actor starting with From Russia With Love, died shortly after the penultimate Pierce Brosnan entry, The World is Not Enough, in which he introduced his putative successor, John Cleese — a role Cleese reprised only in Brosnan’s final outing, Die Another Day.)

In Casino, if Bond has a winking line (“That’s because you know what I can do with my little finger”), it’s Bond himself who is winking at the other person, not Craig or the movie winking at the audience. Perhaps the most overt wink to the audience is Bond snapping “Do I look like I give a damn?” when asked how he wants his martini prepared.

Casino is more than a reboot: It’s also a kind of origin story, based on the first Ian Fleming novel. As such, it’s the story of how James Bond lost his soul, or whatever was left of it, at the very moment when he dared to hope for redemption. The Bourne films follow their hero on a trajectory of redemption; Casino plots the opposite trajectory for its antihero.

A striking black-and-white prologue in which Bond earns his “00” license to kill with his first two kills — one in flashback, brutal and harrowing, the other quick and efficient — establishes just how much of his soul Bond has lost already. (The second kill, as Bond and his own victim acknowledge, is “considerably” easier.)

The post-credits opening set piece, a brilliantly choreographed and staged foot chase through a construction site and an embassy that did more than any other film to make “parkour” a household word, makes it clear that this is not your father’s 007. For one thing, Craig is working a lot harder than other actors had to; this Bond really has to break a sweat.

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For another, not only doesn’t he get his man (at least not the way he was meant to), he screws up badly. He takes an enormous risk, and crashes and burns spectacularly. “How the hell could Bond be so stupid?” Judi Dench’s “M” demands in the midst of a crackling monologue.

In fact, this Bond is a rookie, and makes rookie mistakes. He isn’t supremely in control, either of the situation or of himself. He’s a man who can get hurt and deal with it, but who can also get his ego bruised and have a harder time dealing with that. He is more prosaic and limited than the hero we expect: a “blunt instrument,” “M” calls him to his face. The misogyny and amorality glossed over in most of the films is frankly acknowledged here.

For the first time, Bond isn’t presented as a putative embodiment of every man’s ideal fantasy self and every woman’s ideal fantasy lover. He’s a guy you wouldn’t necessarily want to be, or be romanced by — though obviously his dangerous bluntness has a lot of appeal, including sex appeal. Consider the scene in which Bond begins seducing the villain’s wife because (as she’s entirely aware) he wants something from her — only to leave her unsatisfied on the floor with a bottle of champagne as a consolation prize after he gets what he needed another way.

And then he meets his match, twice, in Eva Green’s enigmatic Vesper Lynd and Mads Mikkelsen’s unnerving Le Chiffre. At first Bond and Vesper hold each other at arm’s length, coolly testing each other’s defenses and weaknesses, but under the pressure and stress of their mission their defenses crack and they let one another in.

On Her Majesty’s Secret Service also gave James Bond a nearly-redemptive, ultimately tragic love story, but in that film Bond was only bereaved of his beloved (“The Avengers”’s Diana Rigg). Here he is betrayed, and the rage and pain and callousness of the novel’s last line, coldly delivered by Craig — “The bitch is dead” — define who James Bond is from now on. The very last shot, in which Craig finally utters the famous words “The name’s Bond…James Bond,” followed by the iconic trumpet fanfare of the 007 theme, plays like a declaration of war.

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Alas, it was a declaration of war followed, in direct chronological continuity, by the anticlimactic Quantum of Solace. Even the acclaimed, rather brilliant Skyfall only partly realized the promise of Casino, weaving in elements of nostalgia for the earlier films (including a new Moneypenny and a new “Q”) and some campy humor, among other issues.

As a result, Casino remains somewhat sui generis: a grand reboot for a franchise that didn’t quite pan out, an origin story for an antihero whose further adventures haven’t exactly happened the way they should have.

That’s okay. I’ll take it.