Idris Elba would have made a perfect James Bond. Not the James Bond that we knew and loved when he was played by wry, capable Sean Connery or playful, tongue-in-cheek Roger Moore. But he definitely ought to have been a shoo-in for the horror show that the Bond franchise has become: dour, humourless, pumped up, ponderous, portentous, joyless…
In his latest vehicle, Elba plays high-level negotiator Sam Nelson, an ordinary man yet possessed of a very particular set of skills. These include being able to walk coolly and slowly through an airport to final boarding at exactly the pace – no more, no less – you need to reach the departure gate at the precise millisecond before it closes; and the ability to detect, through subtle clues, that the flight he has boarded may be about to be hijacked.
Wasn’t all this celebrity meta stuff done more wittily and intelligently 25 years ago in Being John Malkovich?
And he’s right.

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