As a kid I probably watched this over 50 times on a vhs tape of its broadcast as the ABC Sunday Night Movie. It was never one of my favorite Bond films, and my memories focused on its cartoonish hijinks and its abject racism. In fact, the racism is part of its adolescent idiocy. How else can you explain Bond’s badass Japanese equivalent Tanaka in the same breadth as Connery’s surgical transformation into… a Japanese person! But the film moves…