I still can't quite believe that this movie was ever made. The overall crappiness is breathtaking in its mediocrity; the rip-off of the Bond movies is blatant and shameless; and Neil Connery is, well, Neil Connery. In other words, the perfect MST movie.

It makes "Our Man Flint" look like high art.

"Sister Chuck Yeager!"
"It's Red October! Hey Sean!" "Hey Neil!"
"The Lust Boat!"
"What's it like being the television, Susan?" "At least I don't have to Flowbee his back, Gwen."
"The Sod Squad! Julie, Pig, Ebb!"
"It's the blind leading the blind leading the blind leading the blind..."
"And Las Vegas was born!"
"Dear god I'm ugly. Scared my own children out of the nursery today."
"Oh man, not another bow-losing."
"She looks like Shields AND Yarnell!"
Largo: "You realize, this puts you in a very dangerous position."
Crow: "Under my caftan."
Largo: "No, I'm quite satisfied with my face. And my nose, too."
Crow: "Although I do weathervane in high winds."
"Hey, they've outlawed night!"
"And when you de-plane in Malaga, you'll be greeted by Manfred Mann!"

Ian Flemming's lawyer on Line One.

Even though the movie hammers the Connery angle for all its worth, it comes across more as something from the Roger Moore era.