For his latest scheme, Blofeld’s been dragged all the way to Las Vegas but Bond doesn’t want to go after him, he’s getting too old for all this.

To be franks, he goes all the way to Vegas just so he can visit a crematorium and he’s feeling burnt out. He gets his arse handed to him by a couple of disney characters, has a fight with a waiter over a bottle of wine and finds himself in the middle of a car chase on the moon! If that wasn’t enough, his cheeky new girlfriend, who has a fetish for uncomfortable beds and exploding underwear, seems to be wigging out and switching sides. And all this because Blofeld’s trying to kill people with carrots!

Still, I can think of at least two excellent reasons for Bond to go to Las Vegas, and that’s plenty!