Dr. Goldfoot and the Girl Bombs (1966).

The Scoop:
Don’t you just love the tagline on that poster?

Anyway, in this cheap Italian-produced sequel to “Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine,” the nefarious doctor (Vincent Price) is back and making robot women again — only this time, they explode. The plot involves another attempt to take over the world and it doesn’t really make much sense.

In place of Frankie Avalon in the swinging teen heart-throb spy role we get Fabian trying to keep his fading career alive. Also along for the ride are Laura Antonelli (paid to do nothing but look gorgeous, and succeeding) and the terribly unfunny Italian comedy team of Franco and Ciccio (who never got popular in America for good reason).

Even with the addition of more girls, this terrible, slapsticky sequel can’t even live up to the low standards of the first. It’s so bad that Price has to stop the movie about 20 minutes through to deliver some pointless exposition directly to the audience, because it would be too hard to actually work it into the story. The final chase devolves into a bad silent movie (literally) before eventually taking a Strangelovian twist.

Watch it for the girls (and maybe a touch of ’60s mod style), but otherwise stay away. Stay far away.

Best Line:
“Ah yes, an exact reproduction — programmed for love and destruction!”

Side Note:
Directed by horror maestro Mario Bava, who obviously would do anything for a buck (or a lira).

Companion Viewing:
“Dr. Goldfoot and the Bikini Machine” (1965) or the “Batman” TV series.

Links:
IMDb.
Giallo Fever.

Take a Look:
The trailer: