Not as bad as some would argue, but still very weak. The Parisian half is classic Bond; outlandish action, great villains, locations, a sense of intrigue and danger; Bond actually having to work to stay alive! Second half in San-Fran takes a turn for the mundane and becomes a dull conspiracy thriller. One great and surprisingly surreal sequence in an unfurnished house offers a brief glimmer, but the rest is plodding.
An utterly ridiculous film and yet that's why part of me loves it. The sight of Christopher Walken gleefully mowing down a bunch of construction workers with a machine gun; Roger Moore's stunt double getting more screentime than Roger himself; Walken's delivery of the line "I'm happiest...in the saddle." And a fantastic score from John Barry!
Roger Moore was way past his prime and this brand of Bond was getting tired, resulting in what was the worst Bond movie since DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER. Christopher Walken is fun as the villain, but is wasted in a bad movie. Moore had a good run, but it was time to call it quits before the cameras were even rolling on this one.
An apathetic film. Moore has us questioning why all the dinosaurs aren't extinct, the camp amusement quickly subsides when this hits San Fran. The positives? Well I guess an ep of How Did This Get Made and the pleasure I get imagining Jones sporting the dildo (please be true). Watching this involved my friends (a couple) bickering over this or Live and Let Die, whoever wins I lose.
Aburrida trama que pasa de caballos con esteroides a destruir Silicon Valley. Como un detalle curioso, una enemiga atípica (también con esteroides) la cual originó ciertos comentarios feministas. Lo cierto es que Bond también termina acostándose con esta. Es decir, dónde queda el feminismo en la película.