Le nouveau Bond est arrivé ; programmé pour les fêtes de Noël (pardi !) totalement aseptisé, ni sexe, ni violence avec un certain Roger Moore, fade guignol translucide, pour tenter de nous faire oublier le charme et la désinvolture de Sean Connery... www.cinefiches.com
Sandwiched as it was between the excellent Live And Let Die and The Spy Who Loved Me, this was always going to struggle. It doesn't help itself with stuff about extra nipples and Britt Ekland's hopeless Bond girl, but there's just enough enjoyable stuff here to be going on with.
Pedestrian, weakly scripted and often plain boring this isn’t Bond finest hour despite the memorable golden gadget, a brilliantly executed car flip and Christopher Lee’s turn as Scaramanga. I was expecting even more overt humour than previously in Live and Let Die and whilst it’s there for the most part it’s quite muted, as is the entire film.
Strangely underrated, The Man With The Golden Gun might have enough cringeworthy moments to put off a number of fans, but the climactic showdown with iconic villain Francisco Scaramanga (played by the wonderful Christopher Lee) makes up for most of the sour notes.
Classic fun. Moore is a bit rougher than usual and the one liners are devilish. Tried to cash in on Hong Kong action cinema of the 70's and has dated, but still enjoyable. Herve Villechaize makes for one of the best Bond henchmen. Just check out the still above with the duel between titans. What's not to love?