And we're back to Bond! Hope everyone enjoyed their little hiatus. The first time I tried to watch this the disc was cracked so I had to wait for a replacement from Netflix. It allowed me to catch up on my Muppet Show episodes, though, which was nice. First, there's a brief throw-back to On Her Majesty's Secret Service, with Bond (Roger Moore) visiting the grave of his late wife (which would have been their 10th anniversary) and then having another run-in with Blofeld, now wheelchair-bound.
I'm still claiming that the cat is the mastermind since he continuously gets away.
After that bit of randomness, Bond is called in by the Minister of Defence (Geoffrey Keene) to recover an encryption device for the British submarines. It had been lost in a shipwreck somewhere off the coast of Albania and a previous attempt to get it resulted in the death of the salvage specialist, Timothy Havelock (Jack Hedley) and his wife. Bond starts with trying to track the money for Havelock's assassin but finds another person on the trail as well: Melina Havelock (Carole Bouquet), the victim's daughter. She is determined to have vengeance for her parents' murder. He traces the money trail to the Italian Alps where he meets Kristatos (Julian Glover), a neutral party who steers him in the direction of smuggler Milos Columbo (Topol who played Tevya in Fiddler on the Roof). But things are almost never as they appear.
As far as plot goes, this was way less complicated than some of the previous films. Sometimes that's good, as it allows for character development and dialogue. Not this time, though. It just made the film seem kind of boring and realy showed Roger Moore's age, seeing as he was 54 at time of filming.
Holy shit. I take it back. For 54, he did a damn good job.
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