While it is indeed
pretentious of me, a novice movie reviewer, to offer comments to such a
prestigious, sophisticated and perceptive group as assembled to view
such unforgettable classics, I shall try.
‘In Like Flint”
1967, is a not even thinly disguised take off on the expression
“In Like Flynn”, a macho expression of the “40’s signifying
numerous achievements in successful amorous escapades—as was the
actor, Errol Flynn—famous for his success seducing young ladies.
Apparently the hero of this film, Derek Flint, played by James
Coburn, aspires to emulate Flynn in his sexual escapades.
Flint, investigating a clever
plot in which the president of the United states is replaced by an actor
while playing golf, utters the comment, “ An actor as president?” as
though this was an astounding concept—as it indeed was prior to
Reagan’s election. (and still is to some of us).
Flint learns that this is
part of a sinister plot by a group of women operating in the Virgin
Islands to take over the world. The
plot involves subliminal brainwashing in beauty salons owned by the
plotters. The highly
plausible scenario includes the hero conversing with dolphins, a plan to
steal a space platform and load
it with nuclear weapons and betrayal of the women plotters by the
military men they had recruited.
The entire plot serves as a
warning to all true men to be constantly alert to the possibility of a
female take over.