The incredibly cheesy death of a double-O early on with clearly fake snakes. The absurd death of Mr. Big. The sheriff. The immortal voodoo spirit. And the overload of blaxploitation and racism. There's no worse Bond movie.
I couldn't sleep because throat too itchy. But that is no longer the case. Although the same effect could have likely been achieved from an apple. But apples are bad for you.
It didn't make you better, it made you feel better. This is not a video game where you regain HP from hearts and food lying around dropped off by random enemies upon death.
The incredibly cheesy death of a double-O early on with clearly fake snakes. The absurd death of Mr. Big. The sheriff. The immortal voodoo spirit. And the overload of blaxploitation and racism. There's no worse Bond movie.
The whole point of Live And Let Die was to cash on blaxploitation. Just like Moonraker wanted to cash on SPESS!, for example. Moore movies are not to be taken seriously, that's how one can get to enjoy at least some of them. I like it because it's pretty singular as Bond movies go, unlike The Spy Who Loved Me (mostly a copy of You Only Live Twice, although better) or A View To A Kill (carbon-copy of Goldfinger).
It didn't make you better, it made you feel better. This is not a video game where you regain HP from hearts and food lying around dropped off by random enemies upon death.
Yes, it has been! Lots of things have changed and university has given me a lot less time to go on forums, but it's calmed down now so hopefully I'll be able to come on here more often.
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