I just finished writing about the first episode of the television show It Takes a Thief and I could almost take that plot synopsis and use it with Requiem for a Secret Agent. Tired of seeing agents killed one after the other in Morocco, a spy agency decides to think outside the box and send in a specialist of sorts. They hire a mercenary (and major bastard) named Merrill (Stewart Granger) to get to the bottom of what's going on in Morocco. Again, as with the episode of It Takes a Thief I just watched, I enjoyed Requiem for a Secret Agent up to the last act. It seemed that the film sort of loses its way and runs out of steam. The ending doesn't really work with me. Too bad, because after the first two acts, I was really enjoying the movie. Sure, as others have pointed out, it's misogynistic and violent – but so are a lot of other spy-type films from the 60s/70s, including the much-beloved James Bond. I think the big difference is that here, Granger is our hero, but his Merrill doesn't always act as we have come to expect. Smacking women around and using them the way he does isn't a very heroic quality. However, Merrill treats everyone horribly – men and women. I'm not defending him – he's really is a bastard. But he is a bastard that gets the job done. And in the world in which he operates, that seems to be all that matters to him and the people who hire him.Highlights for me include: the Moroccan locations, the title song, the unusual opening (two characters that I assumed would play a large part in the movie are killed in the first 15 minutes), Peter van Eyck (what a baddie!), and the cat and mouse game played by Granger and van Eyck. As far as negatives go, beyond the poor final scenes I've already mentioned, my biggest complaint is with Daniela Bianchi's role – it's not big enough.

Well, Stewart Granger is a different kind of James Stewart, a more masculine voice, less whining. But he can't be considered a tough guy like Sean Connery, he's more the Roger Moore type. Daniela Bianchi is beautiful, blonde and that's it. With Peter van Eyck, things are different. He is a very good actor, a real personality, a character of great charm . Sergio Sollima's is not bad as director. Yet this Requiem for a Secret Agent is fad. It fails to captivate with anything, except that it shows us a little of Morocco. Maybe that is even the reason for which the action in all spy movies is set in an exotic location, if it's not Morocco, is Istanbul, Hong Kong, Bangkok, Havana, Rio, Mexico, Cairo, etc. If we don't have a good great plot, we travel a lot.

"To catch an S.O.B, you need a bigger S.O.B". That's the motto of Stewart Granger's boss in "Requiem For A Secret Agent", and Granger's character certainly fits the bill. From his often excessively violent methods to his valuing money above morals, he is not your typical suave and easygoing secret agent. His new associate is a young Norwegian who is just about the exact opposite of him (a pacifist with limited field experience), and what is interesting is that the film doesn't paint one as the complete "good" and the other as the complete "bad" guy; instead, it suggests that the truth is somewhere in the middle. Both of these men, but especially Granger, evolve through the course of the film: what the Bond films tried to do with the two latest Craig vehicles, this one accomplishes 40 years earlier in just 100 minutes. Despite his relatively advanced age, Granger is convincing in the physical aspects of the role; because of his age, he is even more convincing as a veteran at this sort of thing. The two main villains are smart, creepy, and have personality. My only major disappointment with the film is that the second-billed Daniela Bianchi has only about 20 minutes of screen time in total. **1/2 out of 4.

Stewart Granger's last foray into the spy genre opens with a stripper act where a bullfight film is projected onto a girl's body as she seductively removes her clothing. I can't help but see this as a metaphor for the general attitude of the film in treating women as appliances, or worse. Of Granger's three spy films made in the 60's (the other two being Red Dragon and Target For Killing), this is the most violent and misogynist. The film wants to be a morality play but the lack of conviction for such things shows through too often to be taken seriously. It's a pretty tight little espionage thriller but the hidden agendas of the filmmakers make it clear we're in the hands of the less capable. What could have been a cynical look at the meaninglessness of politics at this level, and it certainly tries to be that, the film instead reveals itself as a showcase of redneck attitudes and poor judgment. Adding insult to injury is the fact the score by no less than Piero Umiliani is not up to the standard we have come to expect.