Not as often as I might, because the nearest movie theater is still forty-five minutes of winding two-lane blacktop away, and some of those winding bits have moose in them, and none of them are fun if the weather turns bad.
(When the signs up here say BRAKE FOR MOOSE, they mean it. Moose are like skunks and porcupines: they don’t get out of the way of other things, other things get out of the way of them. But skunks and porcupines can’t bash in the entire front of your car if you hit them. So if there’s a moose in the road ahead of you, hit the brakes, sound the horn, and aim for where the moose isn’t.)
But I did get to see Skyfall last week, and enjoyed it greatly. The separate parts of the globe-hopping narrative hung together well (not always the case in a Bond-franchise plot), the various extended chase and action sequences were of a proper and proportionate length, rather than being drawn out longer than necessary for pointless spectacle (more than one otherwise good action movie has been spoiled for me by the inclusion of sequences which might as well be advertisements for the video game); and the secondary characters are individuals in their own right, not just foils and mirrors for Bond.
Also, Judi Dench as M gives a bravura performance. In a way, this movie is as much about M as it is about Bond himself, and Dench carries it off splendidly. Even if you don’t care for action movies in general or Bond films in particular, I’d say that Skyfall is worth watching for her contribution alone.