Frustrated by his ongoing inability to dispatch superspy Modesty Blaise, archvillain Gabriel (Dirk Bogarde) tears off his trendy hairpiece and prepares for a final showdown.
Joseph Losey's 1967 pop arty take on the comic strip heroine sort of sums up British film making at a time when they were awash with American money: it's hip, flash, colourful, funny - and slapdash and inconsequential as hell. I like the result very much, though - in fact, if Terence Stamp wasn't in it so much, it would probably be one of my favourite films.
POSTSCRIPT: 16 days after this post was published, Terence Stamp died, aged 87. Although I have never been a fan of Stamp, I have never disliked him or, indeed, wished him dead, so please don't draw any conclusions. Believe me, if I had that sort of power I'd be directing it elsewhere.
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