Guy Hamilton directs Sean Connery, Jill St. John and Charles Gray in this Bond movie where 007 smuggles some diamonds that might end up being used on a space laser.
“I don’t need love, for what good will love do me?” A clunky and uninspired Bond. The action is rote, Connery looks full of regret, the girls and locations aren’t exactly memorable. The villians make this. Multiples Blofelds. Bambi and Thumper. The terrifying Wint and Kidd. I had no ideas they were gay when I was a kid but I just knew they were a pair of highly effective, utterly strange stone cold killers. Unnerving. Meeting these two weirdos means death. I feared for James as a little boy. Unsure if he could survive his much teased and delayed encounter with them. These motherfuckers were vicious! They’d actually be perfect characters to modernise and let loose in a new adventure.
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