Pierce Brosnan’s tenure as Bond gets off to a less-than-auspicious start in this mediocre outing. Brosnan does a fine job in the lead role, so the problems can’t really be laid at his doorstep. Nor can the effects or production values be faulted; they hold up their end of the bargain. The script, on the other hand, could have used some work. The basic premise – terrorists steal a device that controls a Soviet surplus killer satellite – is solid enough. But once the motor’s turned on nobody ever really steps on the accelerator. The story gets weighed down with even more silliness than one expects from a Bond movie, including a sadistic female assassin who kills men by crushing them between her thighs. That might have played back in the Connery days, but not anymore. Mildly amusing
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