Gets off to a rocky start thanks to a nose-wrinkling emphasis on Christopher Lee's nipples, a dull opening scene and the lousiest theme song in the entire series . . . but once Sir Rog takes the screen and is actually allowed off the sound stage and on to some visually interesting locations, this Bond picks up well. Lee manages to make a dull part interesting, even if his defeat is too perfunctory. A minor entry in the series that comes at a bad time.
While some consider it one of the worst of the series, there's actually a fair amount to recommend about THE MAN WITH THE GOLDEN GUN, most notably Christopher Lee's superb, complex turn as the master assassin, Scaramanga. The action is brisk and engaging; as a director, Guy Hamilton redeems himself, as does Roger Moore, who seems much more comfortable here. But the script is pretty feeble, with some asinine humor and a limp ending...and J.W. Pepper is brought back. Seriously, fuck that guy.
Moore’s second Bond film is better than the first one in every way other than the Bond Girl. Ekland is beautiful, but irritatingly stupid and incompetent. The older Bond films have very dated action scenes and the quieter ones often hold up the best. This is also the case in this one which mainly is about simple action with few people in them. Christopher Lee is great as Bond’s evil counterpart.
This film probably contributes to a lot of your perception of the Bond films, what with the gorgeous locations, gorgeous girls and not-so gorgeous dialogue. As usual, it is worth seeing if you haven't seen it before.
One protracted chase scene with JW Pepper just wasn't enough goddamn it. Audiences demanded TWICE AS MANY FOR THE SEQUEL. Slide whistle? Really? Awful comic relief really drags down what could have been a much better film. Tries damn hard to be even more racist/offensive than it's predecessor.
Enjoyable but expendable Bond outing, which bogs down a little too much in the middle. Ekland makes for a fairly bland Bond girl, while one wishes that Adams had been given the more prominent role (wait for OCTOPUSSY!) Christopher Lee makes for a debonair villian, and Villechaize is also amusing; hilighted by some of the smarmiest Bond wisecracks in the series, delivered by Moore with his usual aplomb.
It's a classic Bond from the Moore era of campiness. Famous for guns, girls and nipples. The corkscrew car stunt, although one of the most difficult and impressive at the time, is delivered to the screen with the same slapstick schtick as everything else. Not necessarily a good thing, but typical of Moore's time.
The Man With The Golden Gun is Roger Moore's second Bond outing and is an enjoyable but very average addition to the action packed series. Christopher Lee adds the star quality that some of the previous films lacked and is one of the all time great Bond Villains. Britt Ekland and Maud Adams make up for some of the previous poor excuses for Bond Girls also. The set pieces are ridiculously over the top, but umpteen one liners, exciting stunts and constant fun make this an enjoyable Bond flick.
It's a Moore film where the campiness works for it, not against it. The director outright says "fuck it, this is a joke" when they play the slide-whistle during the corkscrew stunt. The Man With The Golden Gun is helped enormously by having Christopher Lee and a rabid midget as the villains; Lee distills the goofiness like a fine wine. What's produced are some of the most surreal moments of the Bond franchise.
After Bond girls started slowly becoming more competent and interesting, it's back to square one with Ekland's dumb-as-a-post blonde who screws up everything she touches. The plot is beyond silly, and it knows it. Moore still can't play Bond, they brought back Sheriff Pepper (OH GOD WHY?), and now stunt scenes come with comedy swanee whistle sound effects. If not for Lee's excellent villain making the most of a lousy role then this would score much lower.