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.
I really like John Glen's Bond films but this is the obvious exception. The only bright spots here are Christopher Walken's psychopath and the brief interplay between Roger Moore and the great Patrick Macnee. Oh, and the Golden Gate Bridge finale is pretty good. The rest is total arse.
Roger Moore's stuntman was very good in this movie. He was the only one who was. The "hi-jinks" in San Francisco were like something out of a really bad Matlock episode. Watch out for zeppelins, Tanya.