Live And Let Die is a disgraceful film, make no mistake about that. However, it escapes a higher placing on the list by also being an absolute riot from start to finish. From the ludicrous henchmen in the forms of Baron Samedi and Tee Hee (who boasts perhaps the least convincing fake limb in the history of cinema) to the speedboat chase through the Louisiana bayou, the movie keeps you glued to the action no matter how awful it gets. It admittedly gets pretty awful. The two main villains of Mr. Big and Dr. Kananga turn out to be - get this! - the same person, thanks to a preposterous latex mask the Mission Impossible franchise could only dream of. Roger Moore's cringeworthy antics are on point too, seducing a virginal Jane Seymour with a mix of creepy charm and outright lies (such as rigging a deck of tarot cards to suggest they should be lovers). Worst Moment: It's a toss-up between two: 007 playing stepping-stones across the backs of numerous alligators, or the death of Kananga, in which he is forced to swallow an expanding air-bullet, inflates like a gigantic balloon, and explodes in a shower of unconvincing gore. The latter moment edges it due to perhaps the worst Bond pun ever. "Where's Kananga?" "He did always have an over-inflated opinion of himself." You didn't even answer her question, James.
