"The Man With The Golden Gun" is slickly crafted in lush tropical settings, backed by John Barry's music and by the two best villains (Christopher Lee, Herve Villechaize) in 10 years. Whenever Lee is onscreen, we get the feeling that a smart, "From Russia With Love"- type thriller might emerge from this uneven and ultimately unsatisfying film. Britt Ekland's work here ranges from mediocre to awful; she's one of the weakest Bond heroines. The naked swimmer named "Chew Me" doesn't really belong here. And J.W. Pepper is totally out of place in what is little more than an American Motors plug (look what happened to THAT car maker).
Review of The Man with the Golden Gun
