An unofficial James Bond entry, more of a spoof, starring David Niven as the aging spy.Apart from the occasional character’s name used from the Ian Fleming novel, the rest is disgarded for a bunch of uninspired, overblown, inanity; Bond has retired but must return to duty to battle with a new evildoer. The ingredients remain the same — there are plenty of gadgets and gizmos, explosions and gunplay, scantily clad women and extracurricular seduction, etc. But it’s cheesy, cheesy, cheesy. There are a number of laughs, though they tend to be far and few between as the excessive running time accumulates. One of the more pleasant surprises is Woody Allen as a villain (not too believable, but funny all the same); on the other hand, Peter Sellers’ time is too much at what it is. For all of the lavishness of the production and prodigality of plot, in actuality there is very little that resembles anything James Bond-like.
Directed by Val Guest, Ken Hughes, John Huston, Joseph McGrath and Robert Parish. With Ursula Andress, Orson Welles, Joanna Pettet, Deborah Kerr, Jean-Paul Belmondo, among others.[See it if you must.]