Tomorrow Never Dies Reviews
It's a glorious '90s throwback, in which newspapers actually have power, British and Russian generals briefly stand shoulder-to-shoulder, the TVs are monolithic blurry boxes and the mobile phones are just starting to become non-gigantic. The body count is GARGANTUAN (which nobody cares about), poor henchmen and even innocent bystanders are punched/kicked in the face just for the sake of it, and the #2 baddie is a Nazi posterboy literally named (I'm not joking) Mr Stamper. It's incredibly silly. It's incredibly fun.
It's also a big improvement on Goldeneye (in my opinion at least), with Bond able to communicate beyond one-liners, more memorable action sequences, steamier 'romance', more of a point to the plot, and a much better sense of humour.
Jonathan Pryce is maybe not the absolute most menacing baddie ever to grace the series, but he says "Mr Bond" better than anyone in quite a few decades. Other than that, the only real flaw as far as I'm concerned is that it's a bit long, so as often happens with Brosnan-era Bonds, you get some action fatigue towards the end. This is mitigated if you're a sadist like me who gets a kick out of seeing numerous terrible things happen to henchmen, however.
In this PG-rated spy thriller, James Bond (Brosnan) heads to stop a media mogul's (Pryce) plan to induce war between China and the UK in order to obtain exclusive global media coverage.
Brosnan has his shtick down pat by Tomorrow Never Dies, which is good and bad. Connery and (later) Craig got better as they went along, which enhanced sometimes sub-standard material. The actor formerly known as Remington Steel by this point in his career, however, seems to operate on charismatic auto-pilot. Being only as good as your material only works insofar as the quality of the material and co-stars. Action aside, Michelle Yeoh as hard-hitting Chinese spy Wai Lin proves way more memorable than Bond's ex-girlfriend, played by Teri Hatcher, which is perfect summary as to the film' concentration on stylish over substantive. Sadly, the material behind his next such outing wouldn't have Brosnan's back nearly as much.
Bottom line: Sociopath Media