I love when Kamal says it near the end of the film. Hilarious. :thumbsup
That's another thing Roger Moore comments on in the same documentary.
"He always liked saying that word. Octopussy"
I love when Kamal says it near the end of the film. Hilarious. :thumbsup
Jcoff, if you don't say anything I will. I prefer to talk about A View to a Kill while the pain is still very fresh.
A View to a Kill is 27 years old, if the pain is still fresh it must be really bad :lol
I did like the fight on the blimp though.
So, on my own journey, I'm now wrapping up OHMSS.
I have to say that this is one of THE best Bond films ever, in my opinion. Lazenby's portrayal is a bit...hmm...of a blank slate. I don't actually see him aping Connery. I don't see him really aping anyone. His character is far more subdued than Connery's quippy ladies man (which he'd become by YOLT), but isn't the cold, ruthless agent of Dr. No, either. Actually, Bond seems largely business while pursuing Blofeld, and then shifts dramatically to love with Tracy. I really love the dichotomy there.
The stunts in this film are also nothing short of spectacular. Really, it's just some top-notch work. Likewise, I LOVE that Bond has NO GADGETS this time. He could've escaped on his special ski rocket shoes or whatever, but no. He's got to rely totally on himself.
I also have to say that this is one of the most visually beautiful Bond films. Sure, the clothes are awful, particularly Bond's fluffy tuxedo shirt, but the colors in this film are just gorgeous, from the purple walls of the casino, to the explosion of flowers in Bond's hotel room, to the amber sun that Draco's Hueys fly out of on their way to assault Blofeld's lair. It's just gorgeous all around, and the restoration by Lowry is fantastic.
Easily a favorite for me. I think much of the problem with Lazenby's reception is that he just wasn't Connery -- and the film was a little too on-the-nose about that. The opening credits (which, by the way, have one of my favorite Bond themes), the 4th wall breaking of the pre-credit sequence, the wandering through his office and looking at bits and bobs from past adventures, it's all just a little too in-your-face about how this is not Sean Connery. It seems they learned from this by the time they got to Roger Moore in Live and Let Die. You don't lampshade your actor changes. All you need is one good "Bond. James Bond" moment and that's it.
From listening to the director's commentary, I think that Bond's opening beach fight was displayed the way it was supposed to be, which suggests that previous editions got it wrong. The additional line, though, I was unaware of. I thought it fit fine in the film, though.
I always prefer the original theatrical release whether it was intended that way or not. Can't say I'm outraged but I'll definitely be holding on to my old version as well.
Regardless, the main point is that what we've all been watching for the last 30-odd years may not, in fact, be "the theatrical version," but rather "the version we all thought was the theatrical one."
If that's the case, then the restoration is accurate, since the original was shot as more of a dawn feel to it, rather than "day for night."
Well then, "good morning" would make sense, and what are we bickering about again?
The whole thing just has this veneer of grime and sweat that I tend to associate with the 70s for some reason. Maybe it's the film stock. And there's just so much damn silliness.
But really, I think my issue with this film is one of tone. It begins and ends with awful shifts in tone. This film comes on the heels of the incredibly emotional climax of OHMSS. But you wouldn't know it at all to watch Connery mug for the camera in the opening shots. No, no. We're back from seriousness to full-on goofy-mode, and it sucks. The guy just lost his wife but he's trading quips with Lana Wood and hopping in the sack with Jill St. John? Yeah, they're gorgeous, both of 'em, but YOUR WIFE IS DEAD AND YOU DON'T SEEM TO CARE. And then there's the very end, which veers between truly goofy and horrific. I'm sorry, but the sequence where the one guy gets LIT ON FIRE is NOT funny. It's gruesome. And the other guy who gets blown apart, yeah, gruesome again. But we'll just brush it off with a quip and Jill St. John wondering how she'll get the diamonds down from space. Ugh.
To me, this film heralds all that ended up going very wrong with the Bond franchise. It's where the "formula" is really cememnted. The hacky humor, the over-the-top villain, the know-it-all Bond... Coming on the heels of OHMSS, it's really a disappointment. It's fun, sure. But it's fun in a fluffy way and the series can do SO much better.