Long before there was Austin Powers, James Coburn hammed it up as a spoof-tastic secret agent named Derek Flint. Whether he's filling in on the stage of a Russian ballet or dressing up like Fidel Castro while leading a "follow the bouncing ball" sing-along, his antics are always daring and often quite funny. In this second of two Flint films, Derek uncovers a plot to install a puppet regime in the U.S. government led by a gaggle of female spa owners in the Virgin Islands.
In the future, it's gonna look a lot like the '70s. We'll wear monochrome jumpsuits, there will be glitter everywhere, and of course we'll have to live under plastic domes on account of the nukes. Oh, and escalators everywhere. Logan's Run has a compelling idea (forced suicide at 30 years old... but some become "runners" as they try to escape to "Sanctuary," where you can grow old in peace) but it's ruined by some of the worst special effects in the history of movies. Still, it's a watershed piece of bad cinema.