Diamonds Are Forever (**)
When we last left Connery, he gave us our first average Bond film. Now, in his final appearance, since I'm not counting
Never Say Never Again, he gives us our first below average one.
The biggest problem this movie has is that it has almost no connection to
On Her Majesty's Secret Service. The closest we get is Bond's intensity in searching for Blofeld in the pre-credits sequence. His drive to hunt down and kill Blofeld makes perfect sense; the man did kill his wife after all. However, once Blofeld "dies" at the beginning, the movie becomes just another adventure for Bond. Even after Bond realizes that he's not dead, he doesn't act like it affects him the way it should. He starts treating Blofeld the same as he's treated all the villians up to this point. Even when he's intensely trying to find Blofeld, there is no explanation as to why. A few lines of dialogue would have sufficed. Something along the lines of "He killed my wife. Now where the hell is he!" Also, in the only scene with Moneypenny, she asks him to bring her back a wedding ring from The Netherlands. All I could think was "Damn, talk about insensitive!" But, Bond just shrugs it off like he does with all of Moneypenny's suggestions.
There are also two other problems with the movie, and their names are Mr. Wint and Mr. Kidd. Talk about lackluster villians - they are not threatening at all. Instead they're laughably ridiculous. And Mr. Wint's line delivery is so bad that it makes Hayden Christensen in
Stars Wars: Episode II: Attack of the Clones look like Sir Laurence Olivier. Okay, maybe it's not that bad, but it's close. Seriously, these two just suck the life out of the scenes they're in. Charles Gray doesn't do as good a job with Blofeld as Donald Pleasance or Telly Savalas, but compared to Wint and Kidd, he does okay.
However, it was good to see Connery put some of the ruthlessness back into Bond's character, which Lazenby's performance lacked. Being gentle and compassionate is all well and good, but sometimes you just got to bitchslap a woman across the face or rip her bra off and use it to strangle her.

The music was also very well done. I won't say it's the best score thus far, but it's up there. And there's Jill St. John. Like Bond, I'm usually not one for redheads, but.... damn

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All in all, it's sad that Connery left in such a manner.
That's Amore: 17
Bond slept with Tiffany Case. Only one?! You're slipping James.
Body Count: 80 (+7)