A View to a Kill (1985)
Directed by John Glen
Written by Richard Maibaum and Ian Fleming

If Mike Myers were truly hip, he'd make his next Austin Powers look and feel like a tedious, overly slick, long-in-the-tooth mid-80s James Bond movie, with jokes that fall very flat, and plenty of long, drawn-out set pieces that have no real reason to be there.

A View to a Kill is about as subtle as a fire engine careening through the streets of San Francisco, which, incidentally, actually transpires during one of the film's innumerable climaxes, and during which Roger Moore, dangling from a wayward ladder, knocks two cowboy hats simultaneously off the heads of a surprised gay couple in a convertible.

After 20 years of defeating the world's most nefarious supervillains, James Bond here finally infiltrates the diabolical world of thoroughbred horse racing (?) to uncover a plot by superhuman psychotic Christopher Walken, whose preferred mode of transportation is a blimp, to explode Silicon Valley so he can corner the world market on microchips!

Walken collects a fat paycheck with a one-note performance; Grace Jones wears a lot of high fashion and stilettos, no matter whether she's struggling to get out of an underground mine; Tanya Roberts is cast as a geologist; suprisingly, Suzanne Somers is not cast as a neurologist.

Patrick MacNee is around for an extensive in-joke playing off his "Avengers" character John Steed … ironic mainly because the paper-thin plot of this film would never have made it past the initial pitch for writers of that show.

Good, good fun, as with all Roger Moore Bond flicks. But I think I learned my lesson that you shouldn't feel compelled to watch a movie if all you really want is to hear the theme song.

Review by La Fée