Richard Johnson does well again as an updated Bulldog Drummond in this intentionally absurd caper. As usual he is fortunate in being up against regular foe Carl Peterson, surely the world's most inept diabolical mastermind, who follows his customary course of ineffectual attempts at murder before inviting Drummond to a slap-up feast and proceeding to outline his current schemes. With this one he hopes to net an incredible eight million pounds, hardly enough to buy a Premier League second-string goalkeeper today. And of course there are the glamorous 'girls', not least the delectable Daliah Lavi. The most surprising feature is the frequently slapdash way the film has been put together. Drummond is framed holding a dead agent (veteran Florence Desmond) together with the weapon that killed her at one point, then it cuts to him in a power boat with no further explanation. Robert Morley's 'Miss Mary' serves little purpose except as a rather self-conscious exercise in kitsch. Overall though, plenty of fun for fans of the genre.
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