Reviewed on 2010 October 27
Probably the silliest Bond movie, from the opening sequences to the flat acting from so many people. Still, it’s a Bond movie, warts and all.
Zillionaire Hugo Drax (Michael Lonsdale) claims that one of his Moonraker spacecraft was stolen, while being transported piggyback on a Boeing 747 no less, and Bond (Roger Moore) is sent to find out what happened. Drax impresses upon him how important this is to all mankind, purring away about the benefits of space exploration as he flings steaks to his Dobermans (from a sterling bowl, for emphasis). Bond soon finds himself partnered with NASA scientist Holly Goodhead (Lois Chiles, who needs a pulse here). The trail leads to Italy and soon far beyond.
The locales are the main interesting thing in this. I think the main problem is that Drax is the dullest villain and given the plot, he should have been one of the more entertaining baddies or had a distinctive personality trait (I mean besides being a sociopathic jerk). Blofeld at least had a cat. In silliness it hits its nadir with an audio Close Encounters joke, but there are some good things about this. The scenery in Venice made me want to see Italy, and even though he’s used for laughs it’s nice to see Jaws again.
Two chocolate morsels.