Bond's countdown clock still ticks
The first shot in Spectre begins above a carnivalesque party during Mexico’s Day of the Dead; the camera then comes down to the ground, weaves among the masked revellers dressed as skeletons, glides into a hotel door, up the elevator, out of the elevator, slips into a bedroom where Her Majesty’s secret agent kisses a woman, then follows him out of the window — “I won’t be long”, he tells her –…