Cool Guns/Rare Guns: And how! Apart from Bond's classic Walther P99, we also have the uniquely-shaped P90 submachine gun, Steyr TMP machine pistol, and G36 with laser sight making appearances. Not to mention Zukovsky's cane gun.
Also a subversion, the Cigar Girl uses what was clearly meant to be a Milikor MGL grenade launcher during her boat chase with Bond. But the gun itself looks more like an Amsel Striker shotgun, of Callof Duty fame. What do these weapons have in common? A wide barrel, drum magazine, and basic design (magazine between trigger and foregrip). And being completely awesome.
From the soundtrack, Only Myself to Blame by Scott Walker. It was to be used in the film's end credits, but was unfortunately decided to be too glum a note to go out on.
Ensemble Darkhorse: Say what you will about this film's faults, but few can deny it created a fantastic character in Elektra King. She's typically found near the top of people's Bond woman countdowns, and amazingly enough accomplishes this without really having any "iconic" scenes like Ursula Andress or Honor Blackman did.
Fridge Brilliance: What's the last thing Q does before his departure? He jokes about his work! Sure, it's a physical gag at John Cleese's expense, but it's a far cry from his Goldfinger era insistence on deadly seriousness.
Bond: He seems well suited for the job.
"Funny Aneurysm" Moment: This was Desmond Llewelyn's last appearance as Q in the Bond movies. He died in a car accident shortly after the movie's premiere, and his last scene shows him descending through the floor on an elevator with a car. Ouch.
VHS home editions of the movie lampshaded this with a tribute to Desmond Llewelyn.
Even then, it was one hell of an exit. Q left in style.
Renard, a dying Death Seeker with a head wound, also kidnaps M in the film's third act. 13 years later, M would DIE thanks to the men of Raoul Silva, who also has a head wound and is a Death Seeker.
He's Just Hiding: Valentin, not helped at all by the DVD commentary saying on the subject, "It's only a flesh wound!" Of course, since the character did not appear in Die Another Day, and since the series was subsequently rebooted, it will never be known if Zukovsky in this continuity could have ever come back.
It Was His Sled: Elektra King being the villain was supposed to be a surprise.
"That era of the franchise addressed the anachronistic aspects of the character, portraying Bond as a flawed, morally ambiguous throwback to an older era, almost a man out of time. This approach of self-awareness had mixed results. It certainly helped give older fans a taste of what they’d been missing in their Bond movies, but it wasn't very forward thinking, as it did little to adapt the franchise to its modern setting. It was merely a stall tactic."
Narm: As listed in the Funny section, the scene where Bond learns from Renard that Elektra just might be behind it all would probably be a bit more dramatic if Bond didn't audibly say "HUH?!" with a hilariously dumbfounded look on his face.
Brosnan's overstated performance in other scenes gets it fair share of mockery as well. The scene where he confronts Elektra, specifically his lines, "Knew all about my shoooulder; knew exactly how to huuurt me," stands out, as does his "pain face" when being garroted by Elektra.
One-Scene Wonder: The Cigar Girl assassin. The director actually wanted her actress to be Elektra King, but upon realizing that her English wasn't up to par, he gave her this part instead. With only a few minutes of screen time and exactly two lines, she manages to be one of the more memorable minor Bond Girls—her panicked, terrified response of "Not from him!" (when Bond offers to protect her from Renard) just before she kills herself is enough to provide an intriguing hint about just want kind of monster is Bond dealing with.
Christmas Jones, due to being an uninteresting character in her own right, Denise Richards's acting and obvious miscasting, and getting in the way of the much more compelling relationship between Bond and Elektra. Longtime fans of the Bond franchise frequently rate her as the absolute worst Bond Girl in the whole series, since she seriously harms the credibility of the plot, whereas the other widely disliked Bond Girls (Mary Goodnight, Holly Goodhead and Jinx) appeared in films that would have been underwhelming regardless.
Mr. Bullion, who is played by Goldie, a British DJ whose limited acting experience becomes glaringly obvious on-screen. He doesn't get as much hate as Christmas Jones due to her attracting most of the vitriol and Bullion's lesser role in the plot, but he has similar issues as a character.
So Okay, It's Average: Often considered either slightly better or slightly worse than Tomorrow Never Dies. To most fans, it either has the edge over TND thanks to its larger scope and more involved plot, or is an okayish film torpedoed by Denise Richards.
Special Effects Failure: Largely averted; though after Bond sabotages and escapes the submarine as it is left to explode, it comes apart rather unimpressively like a toy.
When Bond pursues the Cigar Girl in Q's speedboat, he clearly fires the bottom missile first, but the immediate close-up shot shows the top missile gone first with the bottom launching yet again; how such an obvious error got by is anybody's guess.
Strangled by the Red String: While one can hardly expect a relationship between Bond and his current Bond Girl to have any real substance, his fling with Christmas Jones is a glaring example of this. They have absolutely zero romantic interaction or flirtation (shockingly absent for a Bond film) before hooking up in the movie's final scenes. Her sole purposes in the film seems to be to completely botch Bond's first attempt to stop Renard's plot (making the second half of the movie her fault alone), and for Bond to have a warm body to be in bed with once Elektra is revealed as the villain and Bond kills her. Made all the more jarring by the fact that he does have chemistry with Elektra, and it's even implied that she's one of the few women he's considered settling down with which unfortunately ceases to be an option by the end.
Tear Jerker: Valentin's death. Renard's may count as well.
Also Q's farewell on a meta-level. It doesn't help that Bond, for a split second, looks positively grief-stricken as he asks Q if he really plans to retire soon.
That One Level: "Night Watch" in the video game. You have to sneak around Elektra's villa and you're not allowed to kill anyone. Sure, you can use darts and punch people's lights out all you want, but it does seem foolish running up to hit people armed with assault rifles and only being allowed to use said assault rifles to shoot locks and surveillance cameras. If that's not enough, Gabor has an annoying habit of showing up when you'd least expect him, and you automatically fail the mission if he detects you.
What The Hell, Casting Agency?: Denise Richards as Christmas Jones. In fairness to Richards, the character would likely have been very unpopular anyway for the other reasons described under her The Scrappy entry, but her completely unconvincing performance helped propel her to being the most universally hated Bond Girl ever.
Vindicated by History: It's actually very difficult to find people nowadays who hate this film. With the exception of Denise Richards' casting, people have largely warmed up to TWINE. It's also fondly remembered by people who miss the Brosnan era, and regret that it ended with the inferior Die Another Day. It probably helps that the highly-acclaimed Skyfall recycled a lot of ideas from TWINE, so there's a greater acknowledgement that the latter had the potential to be a great Bond movie, but it got hampered by some of its more campier elements and a few questionable casting choices.