007 looks ready for his bus pass in this rather limp effort to usher in
Bond’s third cinematic decade. Under the guise of going back to basics,
now-regular director John Glen serves up a tame, tepid affair about
Carole Bouquet getting mixed up in international intrigue and
personal revenge. Topol provides some diversion as a profanely
wealthy helper, but Julian Glover’s bad guy is bland beyond belief,
much like he was later in Indiana Jones And The Last Crusade. Sheena
Easton provides the sappy song for this turgid pile of...
