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Someone is trying to kill Sandra Perkins (Karin Dor), first by
poisoning her drink, then by abandoning the plane she flies in ... but she
does have a guardian angel, James Vine (Stewart Granger), who sees to it
that the poisoned drink is spilled and who brings down the plane safely
himself. But even on the ground, attempts on her life continue, and it's
always Vine who saves her.
Actually, a baddie called the Eye (Curd Jürgens), who lives in
a monastery full of yellow-robed monks and bikini-clad women is after her
life, and he uses a telepath, Doctor Yang (Luis Induni) to make his
assassins do his bidding - all but Caporelli (Klaus Kinski), a pilot
fallen from grace with each and every airline after an intentional crash
... but for some reason, Caporelli of all people is told to kill Sandra -
but when he instead tries to warn her, he is killed himself.
But why is the Eye after Sandra ?
Because she is to inherit a large fortune, and her uncle Henry (Adolfo
Celi), one of the Eye's best men, has offered the Eye half a million pound
to get her out of the way - which makes the Eye wonder if there wouldn't
be much more in it for him if he got Henry out of the way ...
Meanwhile Sandra has to realize that even her boss (José Marco
Rosello) is after her life, but again it's James Vine, who has in the
meantime turned out to be a top Interpol agent, who saves her ... but soon
enough, she is kidnapped and brought to the Eye's monastery where she is
to be brainwashed by Doctor Yang - but of course, Vine has long found out
the truth about the monastery and enters it as a one man force, until the
police - which is not permitted in monasteries unless it's an emergency -
has to storm the building ... and of course, in the end, Sandra is saved
while Doctor Yang is shot (by the Eye himself, no less), and the Eye is
brought to justice ...
Scilla Gabel plays Curd Jürgens sexy girlfriend, seductively named
Tigra.
Of course, this film is so chock-full of pseudo-Edgar Wallace
plottwists and pseudo-James Bond espionage clichés that it
looks like right out of a construction kit, and despite the rather
convoluted plot, the film is relatively devoid of surprises - at least for
genre-connoisseurs. But having said that, the film isn't bad at all,
mainly thanks to Stewart Granger's (self-)ironic performance, thanks to
the not too serious approach to its subject matter, and thanks to its
over-the-top use of genre mainstays (Curd Jürgens living in a castle full
of monks and scantily clad girls alone is worth a giggle). Of course, the
film, is by no means perfect, it's just pretty amusing and probably one of
the best pseudo-James Bonds of its time.
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