World Is Not Enough, The

The sleek BMW of cinema’s longest-running serial coughs fitfully onward, solely on fumes. In this, James Bond’s 19th filmic sally for queen and country, a weary Pierce Brosnan trudges manfully through the wreckage wrought by very bad dialogue, psychotically infirm plotting, and many, many fireballs punctuating endless insipid chases involving boats, balloons, subs, cars, copters and skis.