In the evening we went to see Skyfall at the Plaza cinema in Dorchester, for an astounding £3.50 each. Cheap at twice the price; the film lacked the OMGnewBond! impact of Casino Royale but was a vast improvement on Quantum of Solace.
News of the Heineken debacle had made me sceptical, but this was handled tastefully, and although it isn't named, there is a scene in which Bond is quite obviously enjoying a Martini in the traditional fashion.
I didn't think much of the new Q; if they're going to go down that route, they should have got the guy who plays Moss in The IT Crowd, who's funnier. A meaty role for Judi Dench's M, though, and a villain who makes up in creepiness what he lacks in flamboyance; lots of scenes set in London, and homage paid to some of the classic Bond movie tropes.
One trope of which I am a little tired is the 'we don't need outmoded Cold War spies like you any more - oh, wait, yes we do'. Bond does look out of place in a modern airport or Tube station, true - he is a wolf among sheep, as one book villain described it - but we still need to imagine that people like him move among us, and I think we always will.
My favourite moment had to be the audience reaction when [spoiler]the Aston Martin appeared.
Since we're going back to Bond's roots, I suggest that the next film should be named after the village where Bond's aunt brought him up after his parents' deaths. I look forward to Bond #24: Pett Bottom.