I do like this movie poster.

That is where my compliments end.

Out of a feeling of completism, with my James Bond franchise movie re-watch coming to an end soon (I am down to Spectre remaining), I felt the need to watch the 1967 version of Casino Royale.

I don’t know what I was thinking.

An aging James Bond (David Niven) comes out of retirement to star in a spoof comedy lacking a coherent plot or, you know, laughs.  Meanwhile superstar actors Orson Welles, Peter Sellers and Woody Allen damage their legacies with appearances in this travesty.

I don’t know if you get the idea, but I hated this.

And it was 2 hours and 11 minutes long.  Holy cow.

This film had five different directors and 10 writers.  Is it any wonder why this film is the mess that it turned out to be.

I’m done.