I attempted to do that once. I made it to Live and Let Die before petering out. The earliest ones are the best.
Dr. No may seem a little creaky by today’s standards. But if you go in expecting it to be a bit dated, it’s a decent romp. Sean Connery has the Bond charisma nailed from scene 1.
From Russia, With Love is IMO the best of the series. A tense, focused thriller that remains human-scaled (the fate of the whole world isn’t hanging in the balance.) That one holds up.
Goldfinger was OK, but is (slightly) over-rated. It’s the point at which things begin to take on an over-the-top, cartoonish tone. Still, its pluses outweigh the minuses.
Thunderball, conversely, gets a bad rap. The underwater action sequences are terrific cinematography, the principal Bond girl is not just eye candy - she contributes to the story in a meaningful way, and Sean Connery in shorty-short swim trunks. What’s not to like?
You Only Live Twice is the point when things start going South. The finale offers some great action set pieces, but Blofeld’s master plan is something out of Lex Luthor’s playbook. The story has a formulaic feel to it, and Connery is phoning it in. He can barely hide his contempt for the whole proceedings.
On Her Majesties’ Secret Service is a curiosity. George Lazenby is better than Roger Moore as Bond, but he suffers in comparison to Connery who only just preceded him. There are some nice attempts to shake up the formula in some ways, including adding some gravitas to Bond’s back story, but the series instantly backed off from such changes in the very next movie. On the plus side - Diana Rigg in all her post-Emma Peel glory! That alone makes this one of the best.
Diamonds Are Forever just feels like a tipping point. James Bond has lost all his macho, earthy grittiness and is practically a satire of itself. EVERYONE involved in this outing is simply cashing a paycheck. Jill St. John’s character flips sides so quickly and so inexplicably that I was rooting for her to get shot between the eyes by the end of it. And the two pairs of assassins (Kidd & Wynt and Bambi & Thumper) are rather viscious anti-gay caricatures.
Live and Let Die has a great opening sequence, a great theme song, but it’s a steep downhill slope after that. It has racist overtones, an incomprehensible plot, and just dumb action sequences (Bond hop-scotching over the alligators was funny however.) Worst of all, it has Connery-lite, Roger Moore, in the lead. He just doesn’t cut it. Not even in his first, most important outing.