This is the worst Bond film yet. Worse than the yellowface incident. Just awful.And it could have been so awesome! That's the really sad part. It had voodoo and heroin smuggling, a really smooth villain, and a beautifully ethereal leading lady. Squandered. You had Punjab from Annie running around in skull make-up and you choked! This movie sucked so bad it actually made me like the theme song a little less. And it's one of the better theme songs of the whole series!
Bond (Roger Moore) goes to New York in order to spy on Kananga (Yaphet Kotto), the ruler of a small Caribbean island that is not Jamaica. Kananga doesn't make a move unless his pet Tarot reader Solitaire (Jane Seymour) tells him it's okay, so Bond immediately sleeps with her. Now robbed of her second sight, Solitaire joins him on the run.
There's an absolutely useless scene at an alligator farm, a too-long/stupid boat chase through the bayou and a villain "reveal" that is absolutely ridiculous. Not to mention the introduction of a character that is such a vapid Good-Ole-Southern-Boy cliche I nearly turned off the movie.
The whole film is cringeworthy. Rob called it "Bond's Blaxploitation Movie" and he's not wrong. Horribly offensive.
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