There must be something in the air this December. I don’t know about you, but this summer (it’s Summer Down Under – apologies to those who are suffering through extreme blizzards at the moment) I am going to sit at home in my underwear armed with a remote control and indulge in filmdoms most sexist, suave, psychedelic, fast and furious forms of entertainment. I will put on a white dinner jacket, a fez, mix myself a vodka martini (shaken not stirred – of course), pull up a candy coloured beanbag and be blasted back to a time before political correctness. Ah, the good life.
But as an aperitif, the internet is already being inundated with superspies. Teleport City continues it’s espionage month, and for the latest installment Keith reviews Lupin III: Elusiveness of the Fog, which unfortunately doesn’t have too much espionage in it.
Meanwhile, Tanner at the Double-O-Section appears to have launched his own one-man Eurospy festival, with reviews of Scorpions and Miniskirts (AKA: Death on a Rainy Day), followed up with Spies Strike Silently. Both are films I have been meaning to check out – I mean ‘Scorpions and Miniskirts’ – a film with a title like that just has to be watched ‘right’?