I kinda feel this one has a worse reputation than it deserves. It’s a significant step up from Tomorrow Never Dies and has Sophie Marceau in fine form as the Janus-faced femme fatale. The humour, especially the double entendres and the stuff involving John Cleese, is verging on the juvenile at times, but it still manages to rise to the occasion (oo-er!) with the action set-pieces. I'd always had it in my mind that Brosnan was the only Bond whose…
"Don't you just love old music?"
"Things sound so much better on vinyl."
Actual lines of dialogue spoken in this movie. Fuck you, you self-absorbed, pretentious douchebags.
Half a star each for the three leads, who I thought delivered competent performances despite the material they had to work with.