646f9e108c When the intelligence agencies of the world find that their agents are being murdered at an alarming rate their leaders all write out the qualities an agent will need to succede against the terrible crisis they are facing. Derick Flint is the only agent with all the qualities, but his old boss refuses to work with him until ordered to by the president. Flint is the worlds greatest secret agent, worlds greatest lover, an expert on electronics and Dolphin speech and goes to Moscow for Ballet (To Teach!) When attempts on his life are made, Flint begins to search out the mad scientists who want to remake the world after taking over with the aid of their earthquake machine. The world&#39;s weather seems to have changed dramatically with violent storms everywhere and long dormant volcanoes suddenly erupting. No one is sure what is happening or why but when American intelligence chief Cramden loses yet another team of agents, there appears to be only one man who can do the job: Derek Flint, former super spy, incredibly rich and the ultimate ladies man. Despite Cramden&#39;s concerns, Flint is on the job and soon discovers that the Earth&#39;s weather is under the control of a secret organization knownGALAXY whose scientists are looking to pacify the world and devote humankind to scientific pursuits. Of all the cinematic characters that were born in the 1960&#39;s (and later)a result of the huge commercial success of the James Bond movies, Derek Flint is probably the most widely known (along with Matt Helm). However, when you sit down to watch &quot;Our Man Flint&quot;, the first of his two vehicles, you&#39;ll find out that it&#39;s closer in quality to the many Euro-spy flicks of the decade rather than the official Bond entries. Although the movie does boast vivid colors and very impressive, large-scale sets, it seems that most of the budget went into building and then destroying those sets. The locations include New York, Marseilles and Rome, but you would hardly know it since most of the action takes place indoors. And speaking of action, there is little of that in &quot;Our Man Flint&quot;. There are several fight scenes (which James Coburn executes very well), and lots of explosions at the end, but the rest of the time the movie plods. As a woman assigned to kill Flint, Gila Golan is dazzlingly gorgeous, but it is rather obvious that she will join his side by the end. And then there are the conflicted &quot;politics&quot; of the movie: Flint&#39;s biggest objection to the scheme of the &quot;evil&quot; scientists to control the weather and create a new world seems to be that they want to use womenrobot-like &quot;pleasure units&quot;; at the same time, he has his own private harem, made of four beautiful women who are ready to serve his every wish (obviously the movie was well behind its time). At the end - SPOILER - he blows up the island where GALAXY&#39;s headquarters are, and rescues ONLY the women that he knows; what happens to all the other women who were being programmed&quot;pleasure units&quot;? He doesn&#39;t seem to care. Flint is just not a very likable character. (**) Cool, grace, style, wit. James Bond got most of the action, but Derek Flint made a mark all his own, bothbreakout role for star James Coburn and uniquely clever send-up of 007, who in 1966 was taking his first year off after knocking off four big hits in the four preceding years.<br/><br/>So it is a shame to see &quot;Flint&quot; stumblemuchit does once it so smoothly establishes our hero and his basic situation in the first 40 minutes.<br/><br/>The world is being held for ransom by scientists who want to establish a new order dedicated to peace and freedom - on their terms. Since their methods involve not only wholesale destruction but hiring homicidal British toffs and ex-Hitler Youth people, you don&#39;t question the world&#39;s unified response in sending against them the uniquely dangerous Mr. Flint, master of karate, fencing, and lighter with 82 different functions - 83 if you wish to light a cigar.<br/><br/>&quot;Is there anything you don&#39;t know?&quot; demands his perpetually unhappy ex-boss, Cramden (Lee J. Cobb, excellentalways).<br/><br/>&quot;A great many things, sir,&quot; Flint replies, managing to sound both humble and smug about it.<br/><br/>&quot;Our Man Flint&quot; has fun with our hero, playing up his capabilities to an enjoyably absurd degree. He&#39;s so amazingly super that he not only lives with four beautiful, eminently satisfied women, but draws a grateful smile when he sends one off with instructions to prepare some deer meat for his return. One shudders to imagine how a Robert Wagner (then) or Shia LaBeouf (now) would assay such a role. Coburn enjoys himself in a natural and unaffected way that draws you in, playing up both his zen cool and his zest for life. You know he&#39;s laughing at us laughing at him, and it works because it&#39;s Coburn, so unearthly he could have played Mr. Spock if not for his kilowatt grin.<br/><br/>To me, the first 40 minutes of this movie is &#39;60s nirvana. You get the build-up, the tension between Cramden and Flint (which is all one wayFlint seems only amused by his ex-boss&#39;s tantrums), and a couple of clever, ripping fight scenes. One ends with something you never see in movies of this kind - the hero stopping to save the life of a red-shirt nobody.<br/><br/>But once the film leaves a strip club in Marseilles (where Flint recognizes the bouillabaisse served from tastethe same exact recipe left on an attempted-murder clue), the movie settles into the business of resolving a steady-moving but dullish plot. The global extortion plot takes center stage, and a humdrum quality settles into the movie. The villains&#39; plot is certainly unusual, but both the excitement and humor of the movie&#39;s first third diminish severelyFlint goes through some fairly standard spy paces.<br/><br/>Gila Golan issexyany Bond girl in her red bikini, and Edward Mulhare squeezes all the sneering bravado he can from his underwritten chief-henchman role. Director Daniel Mann finds his moments with the help of Jerry Goldsmith&#39;s gamboling samba score, like when Flint climbs a ladder and faces down two assailants on a high-up catwalk in an uninterrupted shot. But too often he seems constricted by the level of what he had to film.<br/><br/>Early on, scenes sparklewe visit Flint&#39;s richly-appointed bachelor pad and a New York restaurant. By the time Flint is in the villains&#39; secret lair, Mann flails about with static tracking shots of pinwheel &quot;hypnosis&quot; machines strung with Christmas-tree lights. Also many babes in bikinis, nice for a while but suggesting a &quot;bread-and-circuses&quot; approach to the whole endeavor by about the 20-minute mark.<br/><br/>&quot;Our Man Flint&quot; wins points for not taking itself seriously. But it treats this too oftena license to loaf. The end result leaves you with a great set-up with a fair-to-middling follow-through, and a main character who should have been more iconic than he was.<br/><br/>SPOILER - Some people have criticized the ending of this filma little too bloody-minded at the expense of some well-meaning if despotic idealists. I doubt the makers of the movie gave much thought to the matter in any way, but like gridoon2012&#39;s excellent review I was left wondering about the fate of the many brainwashed women who weren&#39;t lucky enough to be saved by Flint from their doomed island. It would leave more of a pall on a better film. Here you just skate past it, because the whole movie is like that, for better or worse. - SPOILER END
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