![]() You will not have much cause to make your zowie face. Although, I must say that In Like Flint was fairly tepid both in terms of action and romance. So, in that way, it is like the Die Hard sequels: just an excuse to watch some ka-powie and say hubba-hubba. No, the people who assembled this cinematic wonder were not actually concerned with anything resembling reality or political statements or a delicate touch. The film is about as sexy as an ad for Polident. ![]() If you are looking for sexy topless women then I recommend this picture. ![]() But then… Flint starts talking to dolphins. Even the opening credits feel Bondsian with abstract shots of naked women getting massaged. Flint has fancy gadgets (a cigarette lighter that contains a grappling hook, etc.) he is hella suave and constantly surrounded by lovely ladies he is a super spy who can’t be stopped and so on. From the very beginning, it’s clear they’re doing a knock of off James Bond. In Like Flint is actually kind of interesting in a completely preposterous way. Thinking about Die Hard and its less impressive sequels (sorry Marie), and about what the Supreme Being said a few months ago about Moonraker and about how Daniel Craig is-now that I think of it-more similiar to James Coburn than to Sean Connery, I let some 60’s goofball, pseudo-spy-spoof cinema wash the worry away. The prior evening, my friend Marie was talking about how excited she is for the newest film in the Die Hard series: Live Free or Die Hard, which opens this month.It was on the streaming and looked compellingly like it would require no brain power whatsoever.Why did I watch In Like Flint, the 1967 sequel to the prior year’s Our Man Flint? Two reasons: She did not try to lick her foot once and that was easily the best part of the movie. So I took the damn thing off and we watched In Like Flint together on the couch. Thus encumbered, the Hound of Evil refused to move, drink water, lie down, or do much besides whimper. The vet installed her with a Cone of Shame. ![]() The Hound of Evil hurt her foot and so I had to take her to the vet. That smile disappeared once she realized we weren’t kidding ![]()
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