On Her Majesty's Secret Service

On Her Majesty's Secret Service
James Bond tracks his archnemesis, Ernst Blofeld, to a mountaintop retreat in the Swiss alps where he is training an army of beautiful, lethal women. Along the way, Bond falls for Italian contessa Tracy Draco, and marries her in order to get closer to Blofeld.
Alexandre Grégoire reviewedJune 16, 2025
On Her Majesty’s Secret Service is easily one of the weakest entries in the Bond franchise. It drags at a painfully slow pace, with a lead—George Lazenby—who lacks both charisma and screen presence. His Bond is neither charming nor compelling, and the script doesn’t help, with punchlines that fall flat and a romantic subplot that feels completely unearned. I always loved the ease with which Bond seduces women but here it's just not credible. To top on that he does it while planning his marriage, sure James is a pick up artist and heartless but do you see him as such a prick?
Even the villain’s scheme, which could have added intrigue, is barely explored. The infamous ski chases are laughably unconvincing, and the action lacks any real tension. Simply put, this movie hasn’t aged well—and truth be told, it wasn’t good even when it first came out.