How many of these bits of pop detritus of the '60s strike you as hugely amusing: Michael Caine's glasses in BILLION DOLLAR BRAIN, the lethal femmes of DR. GOLDFOOT AND THE GIRL BOMBS, "Incense and Peppermints," Dean Martin swinging his way through the Matt
Helm pictures, TV's Hullabaloo
and The Avengers,
Carnaby Street "birds," David Hemmings' too-cool Brit photographer swagger in BLOW-UP, Ursula Andress' THE TENTH VICTIM wardrobe (notably the double-barreled bra), James Coburn in IN LIKE FLINT? This film is the incontrovertible proof
that former SNL
star Mike Myers gets a world-class giggle out of all of them. The good news is that this amiabl...