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The World is Not Enough
1999 - PG-13 - Mins.
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| Director: Michael Apted | | Producer: Barbara Broccoli, Michael G. Wilson | | Written By: Neal Purvis, Robert Wade, Bruce Feirstein | | Starring: Pierce Brosnan, Sophie Marceau, Robert Carlyle, Denise Richards, Judi Dench |
| Review by: John Ulmer |
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I have tried to sit through this Bond film multiple times, and I only did so the first time I viewed it. I figure that you should stick with a movie, through good times and bad. First of all, I don't like wasting money on something. Secondly, I like to see it all just to say I saw it. Third of all, I see it all so I can review it.
So I sat through this film the first time, but it was painful the second and third, and I found myself going over to the computer and typing up some reviews instead. The movie isn't all that bad in the beginning, other than having a few outrageous stunts (even for a Bond film), but it's from the midway on that bores me. It just becomes dull.
This Bond outing features Pierce Brosnan going after some baddies bent on doing something somewhere, for some reason or another. All I could make out was that there is a guy with a bullet in his brain that slowly eats away his "pain receptors," making him "immune to pain." That is the excuse for an indestructible bad guy who stands a chance against Bond.
Bond teams up with Sophie Marceau to track down the bad guy, but soon finds himself with Bond Girl Denise Richards, playing Christmas Jones: Short pants, tight shirt covering big breasts, and big lips. Oh, yeah: She's a nuclear chemist out in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of other chemists--all stupid men that dress decently and actually look like someone who would have gone through years of chemistry instead of vogue class. Now, I can accept beautiful women in most Bond films: It's the franchise's strongest trait. Or one of the strongest traits. But having Denise Richards play a nuclear chemist is beyond belief: It's truly laughable!
Pierce Brosnan once again proves to be a great Bond runner-up: I'll be saddened when he stops playing the character. But hey, he's in his fifties--let's be thankful he even lasted through one of the films much less 1...2...3...4...etc...
Sophie Marceau is nice as a Bond girl, but she is wasted at the sight of Denise Richards, who does not even know the meaning of acting, much less contain the charisma to become a Bond girl. Not that she's a horrible actress, but you have to see her in this movie to understand where I'm coming from.
This is probably one of the worst Bond films I've seen. My favorites include: "Goldfinger," "Dr. No," "From Russia with Love," "Moonraker," "Goldeneye" and a few others. If you like any of those Bond films, I suggest you stay away from this painful excuse for a Bond film.
The first half is pretty good, but the last half is miserably slow-paced. I always turn it off half way through. I suggest you do, as well.
Perhaps the only other point of seeing this film is to say a fond farewell to Q played by Desmond Llewelyn (1914-1999). By the way, John Cleese takes over Q's position as R. Unfortunately, not even he can save this film.
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