...was the title of the last print I saw. A classic in the 1960's European superhero/action genre. You'll swoon with B-flick extasy when Argoman confides to his manservant, Chandra, "Sometimes I'd prefer not to have my superpowers, if only to make my adventures a bit more difficult!" This is just one snippet of the dazzling dialogue from this masterpiece. His flair for Jetson-style interior decor makes his pad almost as cool as Diabolik's. He locks horns with supervillain Jenabel, "queen of the world," a hot redhead supermodel type babe with a fabulous Swinging 60's wardrobe and miles of eyeliner. All to one of those upbeat, cheerfully awful, strangely compelling European badmovie soundtracks. There are a couple of loosely related flicks, "Superargo vs. the Faceless Giants" and "Superargo vs. Diabolicus." It's the sort of stuff we lovers of cinematic trash thrive on. This is a film you will watch over and over again. Or maybe that's just me. Whoops.

This movie seemed to be taking itself seriously while winking at the same time.

A big dig on the superhero shows and films that were all the rage at the time. It had every cliché. The rich man's hideaway. The gadgets. The ladies. The police and governments friends and/or connections. It still seems fun.

The costume was a bit weird. The red ski mask didn't exactly look like it belonged on a hero.

And while the name 'Argoman' sounds cool, it doesn't make a lot of sense really.

I won't even attempt to explain the plot. See it for yourself. It's out there on video, (I know, I have it. An American copy.) but only the patient will find it.

For a while, "Argoman" seems to be aiming at encapsulating the ultimate male fantasy: Sir Reginald Hoover is so rich that he has a pool inside his beach house, so daring that he has stolen the Mona Lisa and replaced it with a fake, so successful with women that he has several to pick from when he's in the mood for some companionship. Oh, and he also has superpowers, chief among them telekinesis. For a while this looks like a European version of the American Derek Flint films, except that Regie is not quite as smarmy as Flint. When he finally puts his yellow suit on and turns into Argoman, the film turns into a campy kid's movie - but a sexually suggestive and often violent kid's movie! That's what's strange about "Argoman" - it's a bit too adult for kids, and a bit too kiddie for adults. In any case, there is some fun to be had here (especially from the colorful sets and the upbeat score), and arch-villainess Dominique Boschero is hot - I'd probably join her in her quest to dominate the world is she asked me! On the other hand, the scenes with the English and the French police inspectors don't really contribute much to the movie. ** out of 4.