Superargo and the Faceless Giants

I applaud the reviews here trying in vain to find something positive to say about this steaming pile of manure. This is stink on stink from start to finish. Not campy fun. With a plot that's garbage the end result can only be atrocious acting and silly dialogue. The least super superhero you could possible imagine prances around in a ludicruous red jumpsuit as he thwrats villians that can only be described as insipid and uninspired. Editing is practically non-esistent and the soundtrack grates on the nerves. Oh, and the faceless giants? They're not faceless and they're not giants. Further proof that the IMBD rating system is a very poor gauge for determining the value of a movie's entertainment value. This is probably one of the lousiest movies of it's era or any era. Laughably horrendous.

Maybe if you are a teenager who likes superhero movies, you will also like this production. It's an Italian film with actors whose names have changed from Italian names to American-looking names, stupid fashion in the '60s. The only one who didn't have to change his name is Guy Madison, who is really American. The film "is related" to "Argoman the Fantastic Superman Original title: Come rubare la corona d'Inghilterra" (1967), but it's a little bit better. Not as good as "Danger: Diabolik Original title: Diabolik" (1968), with which it also has points in common. The action is super predictable and childish, as in many other genre films. The main hero, with a black mask on his eyes and dressed in a red suit molded on his body, looks embarrassing. Watch it only if you have nothing better to do!

It's a shame when reviewers, like the other one reviewing this film here, can't provide you with anything but weak metaphors and banal banter.

Superargo is an ex-wrestler. He quit the sport in the first film, Superargo vs. Diabolicus, after accidentally killing an opponent. In this sequel, Superargo has altered his mask some but still keeps the bulletproof red tights.

He's also taken up studies in Eastern mysticism, with the aid of his new sidekick, Kamir (Aldo Sambrell who later went on to star in many Spaghetti Westerns and had the main role opposite Burt Reynolds in 'Navajo Joe' two years prior).

There had been a rash of crimes involving major athletes being accosted and kidnapped.Usually by a group of 'faceless giants.' The giants aren't faceless, just have stockings over their faces. And they aren't giants either. Actually most are shorter than Superargo.

The government calls Superargo in to find out who operates the robotic men and stop them. Things go awry and it plays out much like a spy film. In fact, the superhero genre in Italy in the late 60's was a direct descendant of the spy genre which petered out about '67 or '68 itself. See also The Fantastic Argoman and the previous Superargo film.

There are hokey bits of comic book indulgence, but as a film collector and fan, I enjoy Superargo and the Faceless Giants. I recommend seeing it, even if it's just once on late-night television.

Many find the movie boring, and while some parts do tend to drag on, such as the chase through the woods, it isn't nearly as bad as, say, everything Jerry Bruckheimer has made.

Superargo, retired pro wrestler, is a costumed super hero who has mastered the arts of ESP and levitation with the help of guru sidekick, Kamir. Here's he's called on to stop an evil mad scientist and his army of faceless giants from world domination. In actuality, the army is of cheezy looking robots who have faces and are reasonably sized, not giant, but either way, must be defeated.

So, this is a terrible movie, but it's soundly in the so bad, it's good category. It's preposterous, but kind of fun if you'll allow yourself. It's certainly not a hard watch and has a certain charm that comes with the right kind of dumb, bad movie.

Much like Prince of Space, The Pumaman, or Supersonic Man, the unintentional humor is worth the watch. I had a few laugh out loud moments watching this. The jokes write themselves.

Critics are being a bit hard on our boy Superargo. No, it isn't Christopher Reeve Superman but its special effects and fight scenes are perfectly acceptable for a late 1960s action movie -- as competent as TV heroes Batman (1966) or Wonder Woman (1977). The robot henchmen are better outfitted than Doctor Who Cybermen of the same era, and the actor portraying the titular hero fills out his costume convincingly. The plot isn't groundbreaking; mad scientists have been throwing robots at superheroes since the 1930s. But it is good, clean fun. A bit of James Bond, a bit of lucha libre, a bit of the eastern mysticism common to radio superheroes of the 1940s. It works.