The fact that Bond snuck into M’s apartment, a place that is almost certainly watched 24/7 especially after the attack, with no one noticing is a testament to his skills as a covert operative.
Edit: for everyone saying “it’s a film. It’s not real.” Do you people not understand what the words “suspension of disbelief” mean? Here I’ll Google the definition for you.
“Suspension of disbelief is the act of willingly setting aside doubts or disbelief in order to engage with a fictional work, whether it's a book, movie, play, or game. It allows audiences to immerse themselves in the narrative, even when it contains elements that are fantastical, illogical, or unrealistic. Essentially, it's the audience's agreement to temporarily accept the fictional world as real for the sake of enjoyment.”
I know it’s a damn movie. I CHOOSE to immerse myself in the story as a viewer should.
“We’re under attack. And you know we need you.” “Well, I’m here.”
This is the best version of Bond. A broken, tormented, mess of a man, who is bounded by honor and service, yet will never leave a job half-finished. He is waiting for the time when he can bow out, after his job is done, all while hoping to find some semblance of peace within himself, but not knowing what that looks like or when that will be. Craig’s Bond was absolutely brilliant. I hope it can be topped by the next person, but I doubt it will.
I love M's subtle jab at bond. "Standard procedure on the death of an unmarried, childless employee with no next of kin." She really did treat James like a wayward son that she still loves.
I love the change of Bond when lights turn on. You expect him to be dressed in a suit, fully back in action when its dark but no. The light turns on and the illusion shatters. He is still broken.
Another reason to love this scene: it was filmed in John Barry's old house in Cadogan Square, London. A silent tribute to a wonderful composer of film music.