A Bond movie that tries too hard to credit itself as an espionage thriller but gets ultimately lost amidst its reliance upon an aged star, its affinity on whimsical gags and a lamentable shortage of stuntmen who can look like their doubles. Despite some good moments, it goes through the motions in an indifferent fashion offering nothing new in the process. Its greatest downside, however, has to be Bond's acquirement of philosophical chic (due to his advanced years, presumably). "When you set out on revenge, you first dig two graves" he paternally consults an avenging-fixated Melina whose parents have been mercilessly gunned down by the baddies. This isn't Bond, James Bond.
Review of For Your Eyes Only
