Exuding charm, charisma and managing to convey a darker side to Bond without ever resorting to Timothy Dalton's pouty approach, [Brosnan] became the first actor to give Connery a run for his money.
With the ideal Bond, a worthy adversary, gorgeous Bond Babes and a director skilled enough to fully maximize their potential, this stands atop the rest as the best Bond film.
Brosnan's right there, born to play the part. Perhaps by design, he captures a bit from each predecessor -- the panache of Sean Connery, the cheeky humor of Roger Moore, the serious grit of Timothy Dalton.
Basically, James, GoldenEye wasn't bad. A bit long and not the sexiest or most thrilling Bond movie. But a Bond movie nonetheless, and far from an embarrassment like Moonraker.
Giving 007 a sleek bullet of a BMW instead of his trusty old Aston-Martin isn't exactly going to turn the world of Bond upside down. And, as it turns out, neither does the casting of Brosnan.
In GoldenEye, [Brosnan's] performance achieves darker, Conneryesque tones. And the movie's relatively realistic take on Bond -- realistic, that is, by the series' flamboyant standards -- helps to give his work weight.
It contains four or five humorous, intricately choreographed action sequences that -- while not as riveting as similar episodes in True Lies or Die Hard With a Vengeance -- are enjoyable on that idiot level that even critics possess.
