1985
Roger Moore admitted thinking he was too old for his final outing. He also specifically stated he would only say positive things about his co-stars in his excessively entertaining book, Bond on Bond.
Then he went on to
specifically note he wasn’t mentioning the Bond girls from this outing.
This one’s never going
to make it to the top of anyone’s list, but that doesn’t keep it from being
packed with the fun moments that were a staple of the Moore era.
Due to the age old
conflict between those in the Ski Club and the rest of the student body, my
daughter isn’t a fan of skiing. However, she still found the pre-credits antics
fun to watch, particularly the corny “California Girls” snowboarding gag, and
the ice floe submarine.
Again…fun!
She also found the neon
basted Duran Duran accompanied Eighties Fest that was the opening credits scene
to be the weirdest out of any of the Bond films.
The Eighties are
excessively hard to explain to anyone who wasn’t there.
Once again, she proved
the effects of both nature and nurture connecting her to me by realizing
Patrick Macnee is the guy “from that show with the scary lady on Doctor Who with Mr. Sweet.”
That’s my girl!
It says a great deal
about the amount of realism they put into these films that the location shots
and stunts can still wow an (almost) teenager thirty years later.
Yet another, “They
really did that?” for the franchise was earned by the Eiffel tower parachute
jump.
Her jaw dropped and she
was unable to say anything beyond, “Whoah,” for a while when she saw the Grand
Stables and Château de Chantilly.
(Though she was slightly puzzled why everyone was dressed like George
Washington.)
The fun level of the era
snapped her out of both of them for extended cheer and laugh filled reactions
to the chase through Paris following the first, and the steeplechase following
the second.
It’s funny. Yes, based on seeing so many of these films
she’s gotten the ability to predict events fairly well:
The music helped her
spot the evil person with a butterfly on a stick.
When the guy refused to
take part in Zorin’s plan, she immediately said, “Well, he’s gonna die.”
And when 007 pulled one
of his ridiculous leaps out of danger she called the jump way ahead of time,
“Because he’s James Bond.”
However, there are an
odd collection of occurrences that continue to confuse her:
When Bond and Sutton
claimed to be looking for the bar in the insanely high class Château, she
responded, “I would have said I was looking for the bathroom.”
She has no problem
understanding a British accent, having be raised from birth on Python and Who,
but couldn’t figure out the Texas one without subtitles.
She needed an
explanation why all German Scientists wear monocles.
She found kissing far
grosser than breathing out of a tire.
And she was very puzzled
when Mayday tried to kill Bond. As she put it,
At least she maintained
her comic timing.
When Pola Ivanova (who
was supposed to be Anya Amasova) dropped the classic:
"The bubbles tickle
my… Tchaikovsky!"
My daughter was right
there.
“Um…what’s a Tchaikovsky?”
And as little respect as
she (and Moore, and nearly everyone else) had for Stacy Sutton she cheered for
her providing a “Shotgun in the patoot” moment.
Some personal notes:
Like all the Roger Moore
films, there’s a weird mix of lightness and darkness.
There were insane, crash
filled police chases with no injuries.
Yet there was also the
“fisherman in the drying lake” gag in the middle of horrifying massacres with
machine guns, floods and explosives.
The ending explosion
generated many cheers, and my daughter respects Q enough to understand he’ll
figure out where 007 has gone off Jamesbonding.
“Q always knows, follow
the clothes.”
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