At least a couple of Sixties teen heart throbs had the good sense not to venture into the sequel to "Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine". Can you just picture Frankie Avalon and Dwayne Hickman conspiring to turn this over to buddy Fabian? He's probably still kicking himself.However nothing must have scared Vincent Price, an actor who spent a good deal of his own time scaring movie audiences with stuff like "House on Haunted Hill" and "Tales of Terror". In it's own way, I guess 'Girl Bombs' is scary too; once you see it you'll be clawing the walls for a week until your nervous system settles down.As bad as the first movie was, if you were paying attention you might have been amused by the Annette Funicello and Harvey Lembeck cameos, and a handful of sight gags that made the effort a little bit of fun. With those two Italian goofballs Franco and Ciccio, this was just tedious. But you know what - I gave it a shot. Having slogged my way through the picture, I can be confidently assured that for the rest of my life, I'll never have to see it again.

Nefarious mad scientist Dr. Goldfoot (delightfully essayed with deliciously lip-smacking hammy panache by Vincent Price) once again plots to take over the world by creating sexy female robot bombs that are specifically designed to blow up top generals of NATO countries. Goldfoot hopes that by doing this he will start a war between Russia and America. It's up to disgraced government agent Bill Dexter (a passable turn by Fabian) to stop Goldfoot. Acclaimed Italian horror director Mario Bava maintains a suitably zippy pace, but alas just doesn't have a sure feel for humor as the protracted slapstick gags and clumsy overuse of fast motion both get pretty tiresome after a while (a lengthy chase through an amusement park in particular wears out its welcome after a few minutes). Moreover, the dumb script by Giuseppe Moccia and Franco Castellano recycles the basic premise from the first one sans the original's goofy charm and zing. Worst of all, the Italian comedy duo of Franco Franchi and Ciccio Ingrassia prove to be more annoying than amusing. Goldfoot's occasional asides directly to the camera are rather corny, but elicit a few much-needed laughs all the same. Fortunately, the jaw-dropping pulchritudinous presence of Laura Antonelli and a bevy of bikini-clad beauties prevent this picture from being a complete wash-out. Antonio Rinaldi's vibrant cinematography and Les Baxter's bouncy score are both up to par. Fair fun.

Mario Bava is one of my all time favourite directors, and Vincent Price is one of my all time favourite actors; so despite the fact that I didn't like Dr Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine at all, I still felt almost as if catching this needless sequel was a duty I had to fulfil. Before making this film, Bava had already directed a number of classics including Black Sabbath, Black Sunday and The Whip and The Body, while Vincent Price had completed his work on Roger Corman's Poe Anthology along with several other classic films. I can only assume, therefore, that the pair had decided to take a break from making good films as this is a million miles away from the best that the two men can do! Well, either that or they both just wanted to spend some time with scantily clad ladies, and I can't really blame them if that was the case! Anyway, the plot has something to do with dubious 'assassin' Dr Goldfoot building an army of robot bombs that look like pretty girls (will be familiar to Austin Powers fans!), and he uses them to eliminate some of Nato's world leaders...or something.Mario Bava's best work was in the horror genre and as such a lot of what I like about his directorial style is relative to the genre; but he has proved on many occasions that he's capable of delivering good films in other genres, but you'd be forgiven for thinking otherwise based on this film! There is a lot of nonsense happening in the movie and this undoubtedly distracts from the directing; but it's clear that Bava wasn't really trying. What a shame that this is the only film he and the great Vincent Price made together! The film was obviously intended to be funny; but all the humour if of the very goofy variety and I honestly did not laugh even once during the film. At a struggle, I could only really think of two good things to say about this film; one is that Vincent Price is entertaining (although he could read out a recipe book and it would be entertaining) and the other is that some of the girls featured are nice to look at. The first Dr Goldfoot film was terrible, and this one is worse. They couldn't even think of a catchy jingle to go over the title sequence! I wouldn't recommend this movie to even hardcore Bava and Price fans...

Mario Bava made many GREAT movies in his career, but this isn't one of them! This film is horrible -- the script stinks, the photography is bad (very unusual for Bava) and the staging of scenes is inept -- there is nothing good about this film.I usually defend composer Les Baxter, but his score is also rotten, and the original Italian music is even worse... And finally, can there be a worse comedy duo than Franco & Ciccio? Not in this universe!