A fake Fabergé egg, and a fellow Agent's death, lead James Bond to uncover an international jewel-smuggling operation, headed by the mysterious Octopussy, being used to disguise a nuclear attack on N.A.T.O. forces.
Several British agents have been murdered and James Bond is sent to New Orleans, to investigate these mysterious deaths. Mr. Big comes to his knowledge, who is self-producing heroin. Along his journeys he meets Tee Hee who has a claw for a hand, Baron Samedi the voodoo master and Solitaire a tarot card reader. Bond must travel to New Orleans, and deep into the Bayou. Written by
Tenth James Bond movie, and the eighth in the EON Productions official film series. First James Bond film to star Sir Roger Moore as James Bond. See more »
The agent in the beginning who is watching the fillet of Soul restaurant is stabbed and killed. As the coffin is brought over to him you can clearly see him breathing. See more »
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... was so ably pointed out by the Secretary General in his opening remarks. But - and I must emphasize this point - no formula can or will ever cover each case. For instance...
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And none the worse for it, since every Bond film needs a fresh spin on
the same old formula. Roger Moore's first outing as JB is, in equal
measures, comical and action-packed. You'll never get bored. But it's
definitely the weirdest Bond ever with loads of utterly bizarre
It begins with M turning up at JB's house in the early hours while he's
pumping some Italian agent for information (don't you just love his
initialled dressing gown). Before sending him to America to investigate
a Harlem pimp known as Mister Big he delivers some gadgets from
Q-Branch, including a very useful watch. Q himself, or Major Boothroyd
if you want to call him by his proper name, doesn't make any appearance
in this one.
Standing out like a Muslim in an airport, almost every single black
person JB encounters in Harlem is on Mister Big's payroll. And they've
got a seemingly endless bag of tricks to play on him. The funny thing
about Moore is that he's very proper and British and doesn't think
anything of walking into a tough Harlem bar while dressed up like the
Duke of Edinburgh. His stunned reactions when they mess with his head
are seriously funny.
The action then moves to Lousiana and a savage Caribbean island as JB
uncovers a massive heroin plot. There's a particularly long speedboat
chase across a bayou where JB encounters Sheriff J.W. Pepper, the most
stereotypical southern redneck ever. Think of Texas Businessman from
The Simpsons and you get the idea. JB also gets to dodge a hundred
hungry Gators and do, many times over, Solitaire, Mister Big's Tarot
I'm not sure what kind of formidable villain uses a Tarot card reader
to help him do business but when you also surround yourself with a
hook-handed maniac called Tee-Hee, a quiet fat guy called Whisper and a
seemingly unkillable voodoo high priest called Baron Samedi then you
really do become a serious baddie. Right? He even goes on a big speech
about how his master plan works before attempting to kill JB slowly.
Obviously this makes much more sense than just shooting him right away.
When will they learn?
Despite being the oldest actor to debut as Bond (at 46), Moore does
look younger than Connery. And while Sean was gruff and Scottish, Moore
is perpetually calm and refined, even in the face of danger (fingers
being chopped-off, snake in the bath, being eaten by gators/sharks).
Everything that the British once thought they were. He has a certain
sarcastic edge that the other Bond actors lacked. While some of his
films may have been the sillier of the franchise, Moore has always been
my favorite. And the massive revolver and holster he uses at the end is
so much more masculine than the usual, wimpy as hell, Walther PPK.
And, as much as I am no fan of Paul McCartney, you gotta love that
theme song! Exciting and iconic at the same time. And also yet another
juxtaposition in the weirdest Bond movie ever.
MI6, Harlem, Pimps, Paul McCartney, Gators, Heroin, Voodoo, Snakes,
Sharks, Clairvoyance, Rednecks, Afros, Fake Afros, Fillet of Soul,
Human Scarifice, Scarecrows and a small-headed man in a Top-Hat who
lost a fight with chickens. Is this a Bond film or did the whole world
just go insane?
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