There is really nothing to enjoy about “Quantum of Solace” and I think even the fiercest fans of agent 007 would agree. An explosion bursts at every 2 minutes (or less), everybody runs, shoots and kills proving an incredible blood thirst, while the story loses itself somewhere between the first few fires. The movie resembles more a Bourne production rather than a seductive James Bond flick, as the once-upon-a-time mystery and beyond-mere-action depth seem to have vanished completely.

Star Daniel Craig can’t save the day and neither can Olga Kurylenko, who may be the hottest Bond girl ever, but she is far from having the best Bond girl performance.

And Jack White’s much talked about theme song is nothing but noise. The film fails to reach the slightest of expectations and James Bond should take it personally.

As writers fell short of imagination, they decided to rely on the story from “Casino Royale.” As the superspy is still mourning Vesper’s death, viewers are not affected by his grief by any means and even saying that the movie transmits nothing and leaves us indifferent would be embellished.

There’s no “Bond, James Bond” line in the entire film and the only thing that reminds us tangentially of the legendary agent is a mere reference to 007’s trademark martinis.

Nevertheless, the use of Bond tradition is another issue on the whole, as the usual Bond films would wallow in principles. Now, the name of “Strawberry Fields,” the plotting of a scheme during an opera performance and a no-parachute jump from a burning plane seem more than far-fetched and retro. This is the way things go and “Quantum” brings no solace whatsoever.