Glowing like a silver star in his state-of-the-art spacesuit, James Bond has found a cure for space sickness: a swarm of interstellar nymphets he has brought into orbit with the force of his irresistible charm. From his position at the centre of the universe, Roger Moore defies the laws of gravity and lights up the eleventh 007 outing with the usual array of stunts and chases, mostly in the air rather than on the ground.
It’s summer 0077 and the most famous spy in Her Majesty’s secret service is back: 007! After three years of well-deserved rest, our champion who vanquished “the man with the golden gun” has returned to the ring, more determined than ever to rid us of a new enemy, the fearsome Stromberg!
James Bond always comes up with ideas that sparkle and shine. The year when the price of black gold kept climbing, he was presented with the ultimate gadget – in solid gold, appropriately enough! It could well be seen as a poisoned Christmas gift, since it takes the form of a pistol designed to “assassinate James Bond”, as the slogan tells us. Poor Roger Moore!
The time when cowboys in their Stetsons galloped across still-smoking plains littered with slain feathered Indians and bison seems to have receded far into the past. Other substances have replaced the tobacco smoked in peace pipes, probably inspiring the acid green of this unmistakeably 1960s poster for the very first James Bond film.
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