1. Unforgettably hummable title song. 2. Clever clay-mation opening credits. 3. Babes in gold bikinis shaking their money-makers. 4. Susan Hart's over-bite. 5. Susan Hart's legs. 6. Price chewing the scenery. Dwayne Hickman equally up to the task. 7. ''They won't even let you carry a gun until you get a digit instead of a fraction.'' I mean, c'mon, that's comedy gold right there. 8. Frankie Avalon doing some decent physical comedy instead of just standing there grinning at Annette for the entire movie. That's worth 8 right there. This movie is a blast.

...is better than either of the two "Dr. Goldfoot" movies."Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine" (1965) and "Dr. Goldfoot and the Girl Bombs" (1966) are spoofs of the early James Bond flicks and, to a lesser degree, the early 60's beach movies with Avalon & Funicello (mainly because Frankie stars in the first one and it shares the harmless, fun-spirited flare of the beach flicks). They're innocuous mid-60's slapstick comedies in the style of "I Dream of Jeanie", but extended to a full movie. Their main attraction can be found in their titles -- the 60's bikini-clad babes and Vincent price in the title role. Since I love both (and "I Dream of Jeanie") I figured I'd like these movies way more than I did, but I found them pretty forgettable, not to mention lame. Yes, I know, they're supposed to be lame, but there's good lame and bad lame and the two Dr. Goldfoot movies are mediocre lame, verging on bad.The first movie takes place in San Francisco and the second one in Rome. These locations are highlights in addition to those already mentioned. These movies are also enjoyable as period-pieces as it's interesting to see the mid-60's styles, etc.As far as the women go, I was a little disappointed with the first one in this respect; the second one is much better, not to mention it was directed by Mario Bava (which many insist is his worst film, lol).At the end of the day, the Dr. Goldfoot movies are throwaway flicks, but they're worth catching for the highlights noted above, if you're in the right frame of mind.The first movie runs 88 minutes and the second one 82 minutes.GRADE: C-

Even though this is a funny spoof of the dreadful James Bond franchise and has good performances, the film is visually boring and ugly. I wanted location shots beyond the view opening travelogue images. I wanted interesting camera work. Even music by the Supremes does nothing to overcome the pervasive ugliness in what might have been wonderfully stupid fun. Even Susan Hart cannot redeem it.I confess that I finally turned over to a "Simpson" parody of Christmas movies. I screamed for mercy when I realised what this movie had in store for me. The Simpson's parody of Sesame Street was terrific. Patti Chandler, Mary Hughes, Salli Sachse, and even China Lee appear here. Her brother Mike Lee knew one of my friends. That gives this work a personal touch. I do very much like the outside images from San Francisco when they do appear. This movie had a lot going for it; I wish it had been enough. It just is not good enough to rate a 9. It is not a nihilist masterpiece. That was "Ski Party" with the same cast and themes.

Vincent Price is an out and out legend, and unsurprisingly, this film is often neglected in discussions about the great actors output and that's a good thing, as it's not among his best work. The film is clearly not meant to be taken seriously and reminded me of Austin Powers, though not in a good way as it fails for all the reasons Austin Powers works. The film appears to be spoofing the likes of James Bond, but the jokes aren't funny and the spoofing is way off-cue. The plot revolves around a mad doctor using robots that look like beautiful girls to enslave powerful men (kind of like the Fembots in Austin Powers). The best thing about the film is, of course, Vincent Price and his hammy acting style is revved up the max for this one and it does actually work quite well. Or at least it would if the jokes were funny. Somehow American International Pictures managed to get The Supremes to sing the title song, and while it fits the camp style of the film; it's a highly irritating piece that is liable to get stuck in your head. It's even worse for me, not being a Supremes fan. As you can probably guess from the title, this is a highly camp film and that may appeal to some people, but as far as I'm concerned; it's is a dire comedy with little to recommend it for. Interestingly, the film received a sequel a year later that bizarrely was directed by the great Mario Bava. I've heard it's even worse than this one...but I know I'll still end up seeing it for the people involved.