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12 of 12 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Extras put DVD over the top, May 25, 2001
Although Diamonds Are Forever is a fairly weak entry in the James Bond series, the special edition DVD of this movie must rank among the best of all the 007 releases. The half-hour Inside Diamonds Are Forever documentary is both outstanding and informative, featuring such items as the background story behind Mr. Wint and Mr. Kidd (including recent interviews with actors Bruce Glover and Putter Smith), and a fascinating revelation by Jimmy Dean, who admitted to some discomfort in portraying a thinly-disguised Howard Hughes-type character when his real life boss at the time was, in fact, Howard Hughes. The 45-minute biography of Cubby Broccoli is almost worth the price of the DVD alone, and the inclusion of four deleted scenes nicely pieces together what was originally an editing nightmare for this film, especially Plenty's mysterious appearance in Tiffany's pool. One final note: the Bond filmmakers have always prided themselves in delivering sanitized sex scenes without resorting to gratuitous frontal nudity. However, when running the scene in which Bond helps Marie "get something off her chest" in slow motion, during the pre-titles sequence, her left breast, including full nipple, is clearly revealed. In real time, the scene plays so fast that nothing can be seen, but it's a much different story in slow motion.
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7 of 8 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
TIFFANY CASE, THATS QUITE A NICE LITTLE NOTHING YOU'RE ALMOST WEARING.....I APPROVE., February 15, 2006
This Bond movie has it ALL. No doubt one of my favorites in the whole 007 empire. Tiffany Case is probably my favorite BOND girl, because she is no doubt the bad girl of BOND girls. The action in this movie only stops to let the clevage show, in short there is never a dull moment in this 007.
Sean Connery flirts with ALL the chicks, if he had class in the original handful of movies, well he completely did away with that in this venture. He's a wise cracker in this one, which adds a lot of wit to this. Quirky, clever dialouge all around...
"Which do yo prefer, blondes or brunettes?"
"Either, as long as the collars match the cuffs."
Then theres Plenty O'Toole (ha hah) also a very attractive little chick, even though she gets drowned somewhat early on in the film.. oh well, it left more room for Tiffany Case to run around half naked for the rest of the time.... Outstanding rump shot while she's switching the cassette tape inside the laborotary. "Showing a little more cheek than usual, Miss Case?"
Lets not forget that Q is very present in this one, like when he's rigging the slots in the casino, and wins every time. There is also a whole cast of other great characters in this, and the plot goes from one place to the next very rapidly... sometimes the 007 movies can get a little slow, but this one never stops.. even the opening credits with the theme sung by Shirley Bassey is pretty cool. If you don't really get down on the BOND franchise, you still may like this, as just a witty, fun, action movie. Jimmy Dean (yeah, the sausage guy) plays billionaire William Whyte.. another fine addition. By the way, in case I didn't mention it, Tiffany Case is like the hottest BOND girl ever... IMHO.
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Diamonds aren't gold, January 10, 2004
Poor Roger Moore. Those critics and James Bond fans who disliked the cartoony direction the 007 series took in the 1970's continue to point the accusing finger at TV's "The Saint." They should take aim at screenwriter Tom Mankiewicz instead. The scribe, who later went on to contribute to the "Superman" films before reaching his peak as the director of Dan Ackroyd's big screen desecration of "Dragnet," is the man responsible for turning Bond into a less bumbling version of Inspector Clouseau. But the blame really belongs to the producers and United Artists (then owned by Transamerica, not MGM) which insisted the series turn as far away as possible from the more somber tone of "On Her Majesty's Secret Service." The result is this unimpressive follow-up, the pedestrian "Diamonds Are Forever." And Sean Connery, lured back to his star making role after newcomer George Lazenby abruptly quit the series after one film, is said to have encouraged this new emphasis on humor."Diamonds Are Forever" isn't quite a laugh-fest, but it fails to achieve what its producers intended, namely to return the series to the glory days of "Goldfinger." This film was intentionally crafted to resemble the 1964 classic that turned Bond into a phenomenon. It returns 007 to American soil, in this case, Las Vegas, as well as brings Shirley Bassey back to sing the excellent title song, and has Guy Hamilton taking a second shot as director, a position he would retain for two more films. The film's biggest problem is the way it completely ignores the climax of "OHMSS" even as Bond once more clashes with Ernst Stavro Blofeld, whose actions brought Lazenby's Bond to tears (dry ones, no emotional outbursts from 007) and who is now portrayed by Charles Gray, who becomes the third actor to show his face as Bond's version of Professor Moriarty. Everything about the film is routine, including Jill St. John who looks lovely but is as overly familiar as everything else in the movie. At first glance, Connery's appearance is jarring: heavier than when we saw him last in "You Only Live Twice," but with a more hirsute hairpiece. Before long, however, you forget about his battle with the aging process and settle back to enjoy his performance. You can settle back and enjoy the film, too, especially John Barry's score and that silly car chase, but "Diamonds Are Forever" is one of the series' least memorable installments.
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