Agent for H.A.R.M. (1966)
The head of the Human Aetiological Relations Machine pits an agent against a flesh-to-fungus spore gun.
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Too much of everything
The acting in this movie is really good.
Blistering performances.
While it doesn't offer any answers, it both thrills and makes you think.
"Then we'll practice skeet Kendo and bring your Akido rifle too"--Crow"Starring has-beens and never was-zuzzes"--Mike Nelson"With Bob Marley and Prince!"--CrowThe Agent from H.A.R.M. looks like Dr. Smith from Lost In Space. So this movie is basiclly a 007 knock-off about an elderly secret agent who wears cardigan sweaters shuffles around the house and hits on a girl 1/3 his age? Thank goodness for MST3K otherwise this movie is unwatchable.
Everyone seemed to want to get in on the James Bond act in the sixties. Some, like 'The Man from UNCLE" were successful. Others, like this film, were not. This is another flick that should only be seen on MST3K. The acting is truly woeful, the music a whole lot worse. And what's with the cardigan our hero wears? And WAS the contacting of the Vienna Archery Tournament the only actual work he did? A pattern is certainly emerging in the MST3K films and that pattern is: no-one spared one solitary thought for the script! Laughs are always popping up in this film, whether it is the strangely camp mortician, the henchman who looks like The Artist Formerly Known as Prince or Adam's 'grizzly bear' impression whilst choking a goon. View only on MST, if only to save your sanity.
I first saw this movie on Mystery Science Theater 3000. I especially enjoyed the lines where Mike and the Bot's made fun of the guy who looked like Prince. Servo: "Let's eat our dinner in a fancy restaurant!" Hehehehe. Otherwise, the regular film was just crap. Mike: "He made his own gravy!" :)
What can you say about Agent For H.A.R.M.? Well, for starters it has a catchy theme song that pummels you in the opening credits. You have a spy that kind of hangs around the house for the duration of his mission, hitting on a girl who's about a third his age and protecting a scientist from several bad guys. One of them is The Artist Formerly Known As Prince. Anyway, Adam Chance puts on a cardigan, gets his tiny gun and proceeds to take care of these cretins. Along the way we are treated to bad lines, spores and Truman Capote moonlighting as a madman. At the end, Prince is dead and ninety minutes have been wasted watching Adam Chance move about the house in his sensible cardigan.