The Man with the Golden Gun Reviews
Once again Moore is fantastic and having the awesome Christopher Lee as the villain is genius casting. I also liked how this film played around with the idea of having Scaramanga being an evil-version of Bond. It's just a shame that Lee is criminally underutilized and the plot takes a few too many detours (Ex. The really pointless martial arts tournament sequence).
Thankfully, the Roger Moore era of the Bond franchise is about to finally take off in the next entry "The Spy Who Loved Me"!!
This one often gets looked down upon as being a lesser Bond, often one of the lowest, but honestly, it's not THAT bad. Yeah, it's goofy and silly, and the plotting could have been handled somewhat better, but despite all that, this is still a mostly fun and enjoyable romp.
Just as the previous movie Live and Let Die tapped into the popular trend of blaxploitation, this one goes for the kung-fu craze, with a handful of martial arts fights and a predominately Far East setting. I also dug the film's references to The Lady From Shanghai and Cape Fear, though the latter one is really random (and I'm questioning why they did it). It's still kinda cool, though.
The Roger Moore era is known for being heavy on jokes, and this one's no exception. Some of them do work, but unfortunately, there's moments here that not only fail, they stop the movie dead in its tracks. The blame can be given to the return of side character J. W. Pepper from the previous film. He's painfully unfunny, obnoxious, and his racist tendencies really get under my skin. He was kind of a weaker point in his earlier appearance, but I don't recall him being quite this awful. I'm hoping he wasn't, since I love that one, and would hate for it to be so undercut because of him.
Moore is fine here, and getting a bit better. Britt Ekland is nice, but not really useful. Maud Adams fares a bit better, though. What ultimately saves this film, and proves the highlight are Christopher Lee as Francisco Scaramanga (the title character) and Herve Villechaize as his diminutive servant and collaborator Nick Nack.
Bottom line: definitely flawed, but still mildly fun.
The plot is simpler than most Bond films. There really isn't an over the top world domination scene until the last ten minutes and even then it's not a huge scheme at all. The film is mainly wrapped around these two assassins who are the same, yet different. Both seem to show admiration to eachother. Lee plays one of the most suave Bond villains to date. He doesn't really seem a bad bad guy at all. Maud Adams plays Lee's mistress who seems essential to the plot, yet ends up disposable in a role where she doesn't really do much. Britt Eckland plays good night, Bond's contact in China and provides some very poor comic relief as the dumb blonde. One mustn't forget the true villain in this film, the excessivly evil Knick Knack played by Herve Villechaize. He's just a creepy guy throughout the film.
The film is like a scaled down Bond flick with a good story and excellent casting in the form of Christopher Lee as the title character. A real treat.
There are the usual car chases (very colorful one through the streets of Bangkok), the usual assortment of dangerous females with BRETT EKLUND being the dominant one, the usual gadgets to be used in a fight to the finish, and the usual spectacular stunts (this time one involving an almost unbelievable leap in a car), and the usual villains standing in the way of order and justice.
I have no complaints about this one. ROGER MOORE was always very acceptable as James Bond and seemed to get better with each film. This was only his second time out as Bond and he did improve later on--but that's no reason to complain, as others have done. Just sit back, relax and enjoy another Bond fantasy/adventure done in stylish ways and with CHRISTOPHER LEE as Scaramanga, the main baddie.
as routine, 007 always has the mostly effective opening sequence in its first 15 mins, flamboyant action stunt then intriguingly rhythmic theme song. it commences with the golden gun thug's death-dueling gimmick which encloses with the villain demonstrates his hostile determination to surpass bond by shooting off the fingers of bond's board model that is utterly testicularly tensed. then you hear lulu sings "the man with the golden gun" alongside with the animated sihouettes of a bunch of butt-squirming voluptuous chics from various regions that is absolutely carnally gaudy just as james bond always is. you cannot help but wanna giggle as the woman shakes her butt like a motor as the rhythms lulu utters as if she declares "i'm a sex machine, ravishing lad"...then you could forebode "the man with the golden man" buttoms up for its reek of chessiness.
the playground of this episode is in south asia, bangok, hong-kong and macao. it shifts from scene to scene on those exotic surroudings which is a great eye-candy of oriental landscapes to feast the viewers, even all the asiatics in it are all stereotyped flat characters based on how occidental people perceive them with their fixed stubborn-ness. such as the greedy mogul who longs for eternal blissful life, the avaricious murderous midget as golden gun thug's assistant, bond's hong-kong sidekick and his karate-proficient counsins who punch mugs in school uniforms at that particular scene roger moore even stays aside lumpishly observing those two girls practicing kong-fu.(was he too bored at being bond? what else he could do anyway.) they are all hilariously laughable.
as for how bond treats his women? how could you expect from the existence of a character named "good night"? how blatantly silly you could dub a name for a brainless chic? bond's womanizing climaxes at the scene goodnight hides in the closet as bond is performing his utmost mission by copulating with his rival's mistress. eventually goodnight is arranged as bond's destinated trophy by sexing with bond as he imperiously hangs up another gratitude phone call by remarking "good night" while he's topping goodnight.
christopher lee has the sinister presence as bond villain, ruthlessly shrewd with a paranoid fetish for gold which reminiscences the early classic villain goldfinger. but the plotline deployments are sorta too cartoonish for him to effuse his evil charm. another strategy of composing asians as ferocious villainy is stale but chimerically comical, such as bond's task to transpass the labyrinthed garden sequence which abounds more than enough oriental eccentricities. i cannot help but bewilder "is orient that bizzarely screwy in the eye of occident?" and also the idiotic showcase of the american red-neck copper is out of bond flick's so called "pride of the britain" which might be deemed as an infuriating insult to some amerian compatriots.
the concept of james bond itself is a ridicule of phallic reveries, and it needn't be taken seriously. despite all those politically un-righteous behaviours, "the man with the golden gun" could be considered a shameless rejoice for its boisterous campiness.