Directed by: John Glen
Starring: Roger Moore, Tanya Roberts, Grace Jones, Christopher Walken
Roger's Moore final outing as James Bond, A View to a Kill, is more famous for its title song by Duran Duran than as a movie, but while it isn't entirely successful, it has its moments of silly fun which permeated the Bond series back then before it started to get all serious on us.
This time Bond is tracking zillionaire Max Zorin (Walken), who is plotting to use nuclear bombs to cause an earthquake and flood Silicon Valley so he can enrich himself even further in the microchip market since he'll be the only seller left. I don't know what the cost of such a plot would be since it seems he has numerous locations and hundreds of workers working for him, but it doesn't matter much to the homicidal Zorin. Those he doesn't want to pay he'll simply blow away with a machine gun. Or drop from a blimp. Now that I recall, Zorin demanded ten million from each of his business partners or suffer the same fate as the poor guy who refused.
Moore fills the dialogue with double entendres and puns galore, but by the time of this movie it was clear he was tired of the role. Still, the 58-year-old Moore plows through as best he can. Walken is great at playing a sinister monster who can barely conceal his glee at being malevolent, and Grace Jones is a formidable, ahem, assistant to Zorin. Still, A View to a Kill represents the last of the Bonds where 007 isn't introspective or behaves like being the world's greatest secret agent isn't sometimes a drag. At least Moore's Bond seemed to enjoy showing up to work every day.
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