Running Time: 119 minutes.
Notable Cast or Crew: Monica Vitti, Terence Stamp, Clive Revill, Dirk Borgarde.
Tag-lines: "Nothing can faze Modesty Blaise, the world's deadliest and most dazzlingly female agent!"
Best one-liner: None.
Joseph Losey, Monica Vitti, Terence Stamp, and Dirk Bogarde collaborating on a candy-colored Bond-ian romp sprinkled with houseboys, outrageous mod fashions, gigantic glasswear, and all manner of vivid campitude- what could possibly go wrong? Well, I'll tell you.
How could you possibly misuse this setting? Watch the movie and find out.
First, Losey. A director known for alienation and paranoia trying his hand at a light-hearted spy escapade. And for a first time action/comedy director, I understand there must be an incredible temptation to conclude your film with a chaotic brawl set to something snazzily approximating 'Yakety Sax.' There must be a tremendous urge to have an unexpected ethnic group show up to "comedic" effect (i.e., the Native Americans in CASINO ROYALE or the "zany bedouin" in THE PIRATE MOVIE). In MODESTY BLAISE, it's a sudden army of Arabs. Isn't it hilarious how they all showed up at once, out of nowhere, to do pratfalls? Not so much.
Next, there's Vitti. The muse of Antonioni (for whom she's perfect), she flawlessly portrays existential angst and modern malaise. Unfortunately, she's unqualified to appear in scenes meant to elicit laughter (intentional or unintentional).
She comes across as awkward, stilted, and embarrassed. She basically lacks the comedic chops or sheer presence of Jane Fonda in BARBARELLA, or even Marisa Mell in DIABOLIK.
Then, there's Stamp. One of the finest actors of all time, and they've put the kid gloves on him.
In a muted, sidekicky role, there's really no reason for him to be here. It'd be like making Joan Crawford a Bond girl.
Finally, there's Bogarde, who deliciously sinks his teeth into the role of a purple parasol-twirling mastermind (with a shock of white hair).
Only he emerges unscathed. I don't even have the time (or desire) to further discuss the insufferable pacing, the excruciating runtime, or the humiliatingly out-of-place musical interludes (with unaltered vocals from non-singers Stamp and Vitti). One and a half stars.