A review by lee_foust
Live and Let Die by Ian Fleming

2.0

Not a whole lot to say about this one. Plot-wise for a thriller it worked ok. It does have one super memorable dark moment in the Bond series, which hits home and stayed with me. The black super villain is mostly a racist bugaboo, even as Fleming tries to make it something of a compliment: as the black race begins to throw up geniuses in all fields of course it will also produce a super criminal, says the text. Hmn. Kind of left-handed compliment. Which also doesn't temper the condescension of considering all of the dark-skinned people on the globe somehow children compared to the white Europeans, just because they didn't decide to use gunpowder to make weapons, enslave half the world, and build a series of planet-destroying industries which will undoubtedly kill us all sooner rather than later. Somehow I always think of non-European peoples as more intelligent, given their ability to live with rather than endlessly destroy the world around them. Also the voodoo stuff is silly--but, hey, it's fairy tale stuff so I could forgive it that mostly.

Of course the movie is ludicrous. Bond and his American counterpart going to Harlem in the early '50s is one thing, but an aging and rather effeminate Brit like Roger Moore going there alone in the 1970's was just beyond the pale. Gil Scott-Heron would have whipped his ass.

Although it does have one of the best Bond theme songs--although I've always cringed at the three ins in "IN this ever changing world IN which we live IN."