dougdoepke
If a little madcap is funny, then a whole lot more is going to be even funnier-- right? Not necessarily, as this movie demonstrates. The gags never let up, whether sight ones or the verbal kind. As expected, some are amusing, some aren't, but the unrelieved cascade does get tiresome. Unfortunately, there's little time in between to savor the better gags. They're simply overridden by the next splurge. At least there's plenty of eye candy, whether robots or not. If Susan Hart (Diane) is one, then I say "wire me up".Forget what plot there is, something about a mad scientist taking over the world with sexy robots as enticement. Overall, the movie's a sloppy spoof of the James Bond craze then in fashion. At least the power mad idea gives the hammy Price a chance to let it all out, which he does. Too bad baldy Fred Clark doesn't get more screen time, as adept at comedy as he was at villainy. Meanwhile, Avalon and Hickman get to mug it up, relentlessly. And catch the clever credit crawl at the opening. Up to this period, production credits were done in predictably mechanical fashion. But not here.Anyway, if you don't like this gag, another will quickly follow. Too bad the writers or whoever didn't pick up on the wisdom of more not necessarily being better.
CallEmLike ICem
I like all kinds of humor, from witty and smart to silly and downright dumb. But not this dumb. This could make an infant throw their Binky at the screen in outrage.'Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine' is so ineptly executed from all angles, the mind boggles wondering where to start.Vincent Price is present, his usual mischievous self. You might have a chance to admire how he professionally slogs through this, if the movie didn't keep assailing your senses with such terribleness.Frankie Avalon fares not as well. His performance is so infuriatingly bad one would wonder how he ever got into movies. Much on the same wavelength in this titanium turkey is Dwayne Hickman. The two ally themselves against the evil Goldfoot. In one sequence, they get drunk then wake up with hangovers. This is acted and depicted so inanely, I got a headache watching it. Then the duo go on a lengthy search - for a new script or better agents, one hopes.The glimpses of gorgeous women in bikinis scarcely compensate for the waste-pile of a movie that surrounds them. The bright colors captured by the film stock are the only consistent thing to look forward to. It's enough to give drive-in movies a bad name, or make one grateful for long lines to buy popcorn.Have I made my opinion clear? If not, let me put it this way: it would have been a vast improvement if all the male leads had been played, in a multi-character performance involving disguises, by Jerry Lewis. I am not kidding.Playing his usual befuddled guy-character, Fred Clark does generate a couple laughs - bringing the grand total for the entire flick to 2. The theme song is pretty groovelicious - sung by the Supremes, with what sounds like the usual great Motown musicians backing them. Don't listen to it more than twice - it's infectious enough to make you go around singing it. Considering how deservedly forgotten this grade-Z time-waster is, this would only alienate you from your fellow man...
Uriah43
"Dr. Goldfoot" (Vincent Price) is a mad scientist who has invented robots in the shape of beautiful bikini-clad women and has programed them to marry the richest and most influential men in the world in order to seize their wealth. As luck would have it his incompetent assistant, "Igor" (Jack Mullaney) accidentally targets a secret agent by the name of "Craig Gamble" (Frankie Avalon) who works for an organization known as the "Secret Intelligence Command" (SIC). When Dr. Goldfoot realizes what has happened he immediately sends the robot named "Diane" (Susan Hart) towards the intended target, "Todd Armstrong" (Dwayne Hickman). But the damage has been done and Craig is determined to find out what is going on. At any rate, rather than detail any more of the movie I will just say that this was an okay comedy but it could have been much better. For starters, other than Susan Hart none of the other striking young ladies were given much film time. Instead a good portion of it was wasted on an extremely long chase scene which quit being funny after the first few minutes. But if nothing else I enjoyed the performance of Vincent Price and over all I rate this film as about average.
Wuchak
...is better than either of the two "Dr. Goldfoot" movies."Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine" (1965) and "Dr. Goldfoot and the Girl Bombs" (1966) are spoofs of the early James Bond flicks and, to a lesser degree, the early 60's beach movies with Avalon & Funicello (mainly because Frankie stars in the first one and it shares the harmless, fun-spirited flare of the beach flicks). They're innocuous mid-60's slapstick comedies in the style of "I Dream of Jeanie", but extended to a full movie. Their main attraction can be found in their titles -- the 60's bikini-clad babes and Vincent price in the title role. Since I love both (and "I Dream of Jeanie") I figured I'd like these movies way more than I did, but I found them pretty forgettable, not to mention lame. Yes, I know, they're supposed to be lame, but there's good lame and bad lame and the two Dr. Goldfoot movies are mediocre lame, verging on bad.The first movie takes place in San Francisco and the second one in Rome. These locations are highlights in addition to those already mentioned. These movies are also enjoyable as period-pieces as it's interesting to see the mid-60's styles, etc.As far as the women go, I was a little disappointed with the first one in this respect; the second one is much better, not to mention it was directed by Mario Bava (which many insist is his worst film, lol).At the end of the day, the Dr. Goldfoot movies are throwaway flicks, but they're worth catching for the highlights noted above, if you're in the right frame of mind.The first movie runs 88 minutes and the second one 82 minutes.GRADE: C-
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