The British Times has gotten word that Bond 22 will be filming a scene next week at the Barbican, a performing arts center in the north of London. The center is typically used to host music concerts, art exhibitions and theater productions, and according to the paper the "a sign has gone up giving warning that next week it will be the venue for the filming of a scene from the next James Bond film, currently working title Bond 22, which will again star Daniel Craig. Relax, ladies, Craig won't be there as far as I know, but in the Sculpture Court ... they will film a man talking on a mobile phone, the sign says. We'll have to wait for the release of the film, set for November, to see why it was necessary to go to the Barbican to film someone talking on their mobile phone." And that's it. At first blush, this sounds to me a lot like the Miami Body Worlds scene in Casino Royale, doesn't it?

Meanwhile, a source who would know tells me that Eon Productions has yet to release any information whatsoever on Bond casting to Sony, and that includes a thumbs up or down on Gemma Arterton having a role in the film. In other words, they are trying their level best to keep all of this information secret for the time being. Still, I bet that whoever the actress is, she'll eventually be spotted lunching or walking down the street with Barbara Broccoli or Michael Wilson and the game will be up. The last time a major hiring decision was made -- Marc Forster -- the press knew about it before the release could be put out, because the press knew that Daniel Craig was incongruously walking down the street with Broccoli in L.A, obviously to talk business.

"An epic display of wrong-headedness," is how Danny Leigh, of The Guardian, puts it. I don't think I could say it better. He's talking, of course, about the apparent decision of the producers of Bond 22 to go in the direction of more silly jokes this time around, instead of the straight and serious approach that worked so well for Casino Royale. "In the wake of Daniel Craig's debut in the role, the trick [to saving the franchise] seemed obvious," Leigh writes. "No jokes. That simple. Reviving the franchise came as easily as removing its once-trademark one-liners, Craig's mirthless scowl an emblematic presence in a film full of chilly brutality but with little in the way of double entendres." Leigh goes on to remind Broccoli and Co. that it was the "creaking gags that sank Bond as a cinematic force" the first time around, and sparked the necessary re-boot. If there's anything the Bond producers should be especially cautious about, it's re-introducing humor at this point.

In other Bond news, Marc Forster is apparently not being shy about making his Bond his own: according to CommanderBond.net, he's decided not to bring back Peter Lamont, the production designer who has worked on nearly every Bond film since Goldfinger. (Shouldn't the guy be retirement-age anyway?) Instead, the production designer on Bond 22 will be Dennis Gassner, an Oscar winer who has worked with Craig before on Road to Perdition and The Golden Compass. Stay tuned to Cinematical as we continue to lobby the producers to put an end to the funny business.

I hate to deliver such disheartening news right before the weekend, but Daniel Craig has told Britain's Daily Express that, after Casino Royale delivered so wonderfully by showing us a tough, no-bullshit Bond, the producers have apparently decided to go off the rails in the next installment by re-introducing the 'Bond comedy' antics that made most of Roger Moore's Bond films unwatchable. I just can't get behind this move in the slightest. Excising the bad humor of the Bond series was the smartest move they made during the re-launch -- even smarter than hiring Craig -- and there's simply no reason for them to go back to the pun-happy days of yore. I mean, really, what are they thinking? Let's hope this is more Craig speaking for himself than actually announcing real policy, although it doesn't seem that's the case.

In other Bond news, the next Bond book has been announced. Called Devil May Care, it's being written by British writer Sebastian Faulks and will be in book stores in 2008, with a commemoration of Ian Fleming's 100th birthday in mind. The only plot elements we know of the book so far are that it will be set during the Cold War and -- shock of all shocks -- will feature a variety of exotic locales. That's a new twist for the Bond series, eh? Also, one final thing on the Bond front: for those of you who have been asking what gives with our Bondcast, we're working on it -- a new incarnation is returning soon, we promise!

I guess no one ever said James Bond was a master of disguise. The gentleman you see to the right of the picture, in the Panama Jack hat and sunglasses, is Daniel Craig. The two people he's walking with are long-time Bond series producers Barbara Broccoli and Michael G. Wilson. And they're not walking down some cobble-stoned street in London, but in L.A., a stone's throw away from the Sony offices in Culver City. The picture, which was taken last week, was recently sent in to Bond website MI6. With Craig's crazy schedule these days, there was no way the Bond team would have gotten significant face-time with him unless he were being asked to come and personally approve a new director for you know what -- and today the Hollywood Reporter confirms it. Marc Forster has the gig.

The director of Finding Neverland, Stranger than Fiction and Monster's Ball, Forster was the most likely candidate for the job ever since a credible source claimed the offer had already been put to him. Also, he makes sense. He's well-respected and his movies do okay, but he's not an auteur who is going to come in and tell Barbara Broccoli which end is up. He'll stick to the script and try to make it sing. Sadly, my candidate, Anthony Minghella, got left out in the cold, which is really too bad. Minghella could have done great things with this one. He's a master of epic filmmaking -- the George Stevens of today -- and great with romance. He's also a writer, and could have put his own stamp on this thing without overwhelming it. And he really needs a hit. Oh well -- the director speculation is over now. We can go back to counting the minutes until Carice van Houten is confirmed.

Anyone who has seen the masterful Black Book knows that Carice van Houten is destined for major, lasting stardom, and Hollywood seems to be catching on quickly. We've been hearing rumors for a while now that van Houten is in consideration for the female lead in the next James Bond adventure, but if Eva Green's casting timetable is any guide, the deal could potentially go unannounced for another eight months, if it happens. Still, van Houten isn't cooling her heels -- after recently signing on for an indie project about South African poet Ingrid Jonker, she's now landed a role in a major Hollywood production. She's signed on to Bryan Singer's Valkyrie, presumably as Nina von Stauffenberg, the 30 year-old wife of Tom Cruise's character, a German general who plots to assassinate Hitler. In leaked excerpts from the script online, Nina von Stauffenberg is described only as a "beautiful, dignified" woman. The stock in this project just skyrocketed, in my opinion.

Valkyrie is ramping up shooting in July, and is expected to be wrapped well before 2008 -- I think Bryan Singer is required to be available for Superman by February or March. Also, as I previously mentioned, the Jonker biopic is lensing around Europe and will undoubtedly be a quick shoot, not some drawn out, protracted thing, so van Houten's commitments have not yet put her out of the running for Bond. Heads up, Barbara Broccoli -- her price isn't getting any lower. Complete the deal now, so that you can have the next Garbo in your Bond film.

I'm now convinced that we'll have a steady stream of Bond rumors until the next film finally hits theaters sometime during the 2008 holiday season, especially since the casting game is already being played. The Australian magazine New Idea has just published a piece that claims Aussie actress Abbie Cornish, most notable for the film Somersault, is flying to Singapore to meet with Bond principals about a role in the next film. A source at MGM -- who knows what kind of source -- apparently had the following to say to the paper: "Abbie is perfect because she is not familiar to film audiences, but at the same time people have become intrigued by her. She may not have enjoyed being caught up in a scandal at the time but it certainly helped her profile."

The scandal being referred is the one where Cornish allegedly broke up Reese Witherspoon's marriage to Ryan Phillippe. The paper claims that Cornish is due to meet with Bond producer Barbara Broccoli as well as MGM executives and Daniel Craig. This isn't the only Bond rumor flying around, of course. A major villain role in Bond 22 -- Vesper's Algerian boyfriend -- is also reportedly being cast, and Croatian actor Goran Visnjic, most known for his role as a doctor on the television show ER, has been talked about as an ideal choice for the role. Stay tuned to Cinematical as we waste terabytes bunking and de-bunking each new Bond rumor that comes down the pike. Also, check out our new regular Bondcast podcast, appearing every other Friday!

Her hands were lifeless in his. "My darling," he said. "Won't you tell me? Do you know, that first morning I was coming back to ask you to marry me. Can't we go back to the beginning again? What is this dreadful nightmare that is killing us?" At first she said nothing, then a tear slowly rolled down her cheek. "You mean you would have married me?" Bond nodded. "Oh my God,' she said. -- Ian Fleming's Casino Royale

There are two serious love stories in the James Bond canon, nine books apart. The first, Casino Royale, is the inaugural Bond story. Thanks in part to an ill-conceived and boring parody film in 1967, Casino went 55 years before a serious effort was mounted to film it. The other, On Her Majesty's Secret Service, is story number ten, and pairs Bond with a brash young heiress and scion of a pan-European crime syndicate named Contessa Teresa di Vicenzo. Both stories have down endings, and fans of the film series often feel a sense of robbery with regards to the second, since Albert Broccoli waited until after Connery left to make a faithful adaptation of a superior Bond story. George Lazenby, despite being adored by some contrarian critics, was fairly assessed at the time as a failure. He was reportedly a terror to work with and his interpretation is so different from Connery's that the film almost stands outside the series. And now that Fleming's stories will no longer be used for forthcoming films, there's seemingly no chance for a re-do of On Her Majesty's.

That means the current film version of Casino Royale may have to stand as one of the only serious attempts to transmute Ian Fleming's idea of 'Bond drama' to the big screen. Not that it's a PBS piece or anything. The film is neatly cut in two, with one half faithfully adapting a present-day version of Fleming's novel (only 213 pages) and the other half devoted to big, wordless action set-pieces. You can't really expect anything more tame than that, with so much money at stake, I guess. But the interesting thing to note is that the drama in Casino Royale actually works, despite its sparsity. The origin of Bond's asshole-persona is resurrected as an epic origin tale of romantic treason, with the supremely gorgeous and worldly Vesper Lynd eating the young, naive spy for breakfast. The book ends on an abrupt quote, resurrected word-for-word in the film, that almost suggests (to me, anyway) that Bond may have been set up with Vesper as a final stage of his training. A necessary freezing process.

Two weeks ago, Cinematical received an invitation to a two-day press bonanza for Casino Royale. Events would kick off with a Sunday evening cocktail party and screening, followed by a day of round-robin interviews at a swank Park Avenue hotel, with catered breakfast and lunch. We want our readers to know that in order to safeguard our journalistic integrity, we politely declined all the free food and booze, except for a comp hotdog at the screening. Almost every notable from the film, with the exception of Judi Dench, turned up for the question/answer roundtables. Daniel Craig, the controversial choice to re-launch the Bond character, was there. So was the unnervingly beautiful French actress Eva Green, who plays Ian Fleming's first Bond girl, Vesper Lynd. Danish actor Mads Mikkelsen, who was plucked from obscurity to play the film's snake-like villain, Le Chiffre, was also on hand. So was Italian beauty Caterina Murino, who plays a more traditional Bond girl in the film.

Director Martin Campbell, returning for his second Bond film after Goldeneye, and the series' longtime producer Barbara Broccoli, were also in attendance. The following is a sampling of the endless questions and answers bandied about on that day. Please note that it contains every possible spoiler about Casino Royale -- who lives, who dies, the ending, what will happen in the next film, etc ... if you want to be surprised, stop reading now.

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Cinematical: Barbara Broccoli has implied that she felt Die Another Day was over-the-top. Is that something you personally want to avoid as you go forward with these films? "All I'm concerned about is that we cast the right people in the roles. As for being over the top, I mean for Christ's sakes, Mads weeps blood. That's quite over the top. But it's great because it's a beautiful Bond moment. It's done with a dab. I want it to be as stylish as it possibly can. You can do anything. If it's in the plot, you can do anything. If it's right and it feels good and it's not there because it's self-consciously there. We're in a fantasy world. This isn't real life."

Pierce Brosnan's last memorable line as James Bond comes early in Die Another Day, during a routine walking tour with gadget guru and perpetual shut-in Q. After passing by some vintage toys from his twenty prior adventures -- they don't seem to spark much recognition -- Bond is led to a vehicle track, where an empty platform comes rolling by. "The ultimate in British engineering," Q announces, proudly. "You must be joking," comes the reply. Apparently, someone was joking. In addition to the invisible Aston Martin, the last and least of the Brosnan quartet also featured a mansion chiseled out of ice, a medical procedure for changing a person's race, and an orbiting magnifying glass used by the villain to cook enemies on the ground like ants. The whole enterprise smelled of Viagra. Enter producer Barbara Broccoli, who like a Templar Knight, has devoted her life to fulfilling a task handed down by her father -- protecting the Bond franchise from harm. Brosnan was tossed, and a series re-boot commissioned. How severely the foundations would be rocked no one knew.

What's been delivered is a movie not only exciting and sharp-eyed, but also weirdly respectful of the character Ian Fleming first dreamed up at his Goldeneye resort in Jamaica. Casino Royale, the origin tale, is unfortunately saddled with one of the series' least evocative titles. A better one might have been Ballbreaker, which would not only reference the story's signature scene -- when the villain Le Chiffre captures Bond and attacks his balls with a carpet beater -- it would also get at the creation moment, when the Bond we know is punished into existence by a velvet heartbreaker called Vesper Lynd. Luminous French actress Eva Green melts the screen as the Eve-figure in Bond mythology, who rides shotgun for 007's first globe trot, beginning in the toy soldier kingdom of Montenegro and going all the way to an oceanside Bahamas vista, and further. Green makes this Vesper's film, with her actions half-explaining, half-justifying everything that will follow her -- a thousand misogynist sneers, a catalog of cold remarks, and the hero's often-suspicious inability to save the girl.

Bond producer Barbara Broccoli sent a clear message to those who feel casting Daniel Craig was a bad decision by announcing that they're already at work on a sequel and Craig will star. Oh yeah, craignotbond.com - you just got served! That line is so old, I'm almost embarrassed to keep using it. Sigh.

Convinced Casino Royale will simply knock your socks off (never quite sure how that could actually happen in real life. I mean, would the socks have to be completely torn off or just fall down a little?), Broccoli says, "We are already working on the sequel. We're in the early stages of that. It will be an original story but will continue part of what the story is in Casino Royale."

Not sure about you, but I'm down with them going retro on Bond for a few films. I think it will be fun to watch him grow into the secret agent we've all been so used to for awhile. Plenty of room for some intense character development, you know? However, right now, I believe Barbara needs some more people to hop on the Broccoli bandwagon in order to truly convince us. Ahem, how about you throw us a teaser?

[via Dark Horizons]