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The Spy Who Loved Me Review

Changing tact, the James Bond series preserved James Bond not just as a womanising secret agent with foul intentions and a penchant for getting the job done, but also as a clumsy scamp who is one eye-roll away from parody. Roger Moore was the reason for that, and some of his features are better for it. They feel awkward and janky, but The Spy Who Loved Me at least straddles the shark-jumping opportunities as well as it can. Live and Let Die did too. All the natural elements of the Bond feature are here, from the Russian villains to the suave and steady one-liners. But it is their implementation here that strikes up some surprisingly confident turns from Moore.

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