Faites vos jeux, mesdames

Director Marcel Ophuls (The Sorrow and the Pity) doesn't seem to care about the material at hand and this film will pass before your eyes without making much of an impression. Eddie Constantine, he of the slew of 60's spy flicks, is his usual winning self but even he doesn't invest much in his role as FBI (CIA?) agent Mike Warner. Eddie's on the trail of a kidnapped scientist and uncovers the gang of high-class dames responsible led by the gypsy Soledad (Nelly Benedetti). These gals want 20 million dollars worth of. uncut diamonds and fur coats ransom! Women!

This uninspired (and overlong) exercise substitutes lethargic fights and boring comic antics for the action it desperately needs. The bland big band jazz score by Ward Swingle doesn't do much to improve the goings on either.

Only for Constantine completists, this one can be skipped by the casual genre explorer. When Eddie says at one point `Those bad old spies hurtcha, baby?' the answer is definitely yes.