The turning point in the Bond series and the best of the over-the-top, camp and gadget-filled sequels that would follow. Bond finds himself investigating a mysterious Swiss gold magnate suspected of illegally transporting his vast riches between nations.
Whilst investigating, Bond is captured and escapes several times and discovers the madman’s true plot to become the richest and most powerful man in the world. Connery is still in top form and seems to be having fun with his character’s new-found machismo. His overconfidence comes off as cocky swagger but refrains from becoming arrogance.
The gadgetry is still within the realm of plausibility (excepting of course the giant industrial laser that threatens to slice Bond in half). Bond’s sexual prowess and natural seductiveness begin to hit full tilt, as even the villain’s assistant (aptly named Pussy Galore) turns good after succumbing to Bond’s inescapable charm. The best popcorn pleaser you’ll get from the Bond series, while it still maintains a sense of dignity.
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