Maybe not, but one more Bond movie is plenty. Pierce Brosnan seems to be settling into the role; he’s still no Connery, but he’s passed Lazenby and Dalton and is gaining rapidly on Moore. The plot this time around is a muddled mess about a psycho terrorist who has a bullet in his brain and thus can’t feel pain. In other words, Blofeld he ain’t. The remainder of the story is even less compelling, though I’ll leave the rest of it out for the sake of maintaining what small measure of drama the movie manages to muster. Just about the only novel trick to be found is the actual, active involvement of M in the plot. Funny how much more they can get done with Judy Dench in the role than they could in the days of Bernard Lee. Oh, and speaking of series regulars, this entry marks the final appearance of Desmond “Q” Llewelyn. Mildly amusing
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