DR. GOLDFOOT AND THE BIKINI MACHINE (1965)

Positive Experience/Entertaining? Uh, actually, not really. Even for the kind of corny-but-fun caper-comedy that was so common from this time period, Dr. Goldfoot comes off pretty damn weakly.
Technically any good? Everyone is great at camping it up, but the the script is pretty uneven. There's next to no meat to the story or the characters (even the kind of meat you find in films like this), in fact, the plot seems like it needed another month or two in the womb.
How did it leave me feeling? Cheated. I was hoping for something like Catalina Caper but I got something much much less entertaining--and that's saying a lot, I think. It's also pretty offensive. Literally, the ONLY women in this movie are literal robots programmed to swindle away rich men's fortunes. When they make a mistake the robots are tortured with menial labor, an electric chair or a cattle prod--I'M NOT KIDDING! Even in 1965 this kind of woman-hating can't really be overlooked. It's one thing to have a lot of women in bikinis, but even this male chauvinist has his limits.
Final Rating? DNS - Do Not See - I really wouldn't even waste a space on your Netflix queue.

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