Independent Cinema writes: After spending a few decades as little more than a vehicle for mindless, cheesy entertainment and cheeky, if tiresome double-entendres, it became clear that the James Bond franchise was in dire need of reinvention. Along came Paul Haggis, fresh from his post-Crash success (debatable to this day) who, along with MGM, agreed on discarding the last 40 years of Bond and starting anew, creating a familiar character with more human qualities and weaknesses. The result was the Martin Campbell-helmed Casino Royale, a criticially acclaimed return to form for the series, displaying an arrogant, comparatively frail version of the titular spy in the form of a typically glum Daniel Craig. Restoring much of what made Bond such a memorable and enduring franchise, Casino Royale also laid out the groundwork for not only its successors but a possible direct sequel. That sequel, 2008′s Quantum of Solace, saw Marc Forster stepping into the director’s chair and discarding nearly every single change that was made with the reboot, instead constructing a generic action thriller with an obnoxious amount of quick cuts and an identity crisis. To deem it a disappointment would be a severe understatement.