PHENOMENALITY: *marvelous*
MYTHICITY: *poor*
FRYEAN MYTHOS: *adventure*
CAMPBELLIAN FUNCTION: *sociological*
With a name as contrived as “Argoman,”
I’m moved to speculate that the producers of this film were having
fun with the name of a slightly earlier European superhero,
Superago. The latter character, a costumed wrestler with no
super-powers like Mexico’s “El Santo,” had recently appeared
in the first of two low-budget Italian films. I don’t know if the
first SUPERARGO film reaped big box-office or not, but regardless,
it’s quite possible that the real target of any spoofery was the
American teleseries BATMAN, which rose to meteoric success in early
1966. Strangely, though, Argoman doesn’t follow the model of either
Batman or any masked wrestler, but that of Superman, if Superman
divided his time between stopping crimes and committing them.
In this modus operandi, Argoman
resembles yet another “saintly” predecessor: that of
gentleman-thief Simon “the Saint” Templar. Following a quick
action-sequence, the audience sees Argoman (Roger Browne) in his
secret ID as rich guy Reginald Hoover. Reggie tells his butler
Chandra (Eduardo Fajardo) about some of his recent deeds, like
switching out the Mona Lisa for a clever fake.
It wasn’t clear to me whether or not
the general public, and officials like police inspector Lawrence, had any
awareness that Argoman was both a superhero and a super-thief.
However, a budding world conqueror, Jenabelle (Dominique Broschero)
checks out Reginald in his skyscraper apartment from the vantage of a
sky-ship. Reginald promptly uses his powers to force her ship to
land. After a little cat-and-mouse foreplay, they have sex and Jenabelle leaves.
Yes, you heard right.Not that one sees
any direct depictions of sex, but here we have the hero making love
to his hottie nemesis at the film’s beginning, rather than
postponing any possible encounter toward the film’s end. Since
there’s even less characterization in this film than in the average
peplum, my theory is that, because director Sergio Greco knew that
he didn’t have a big budget, he decided to fascinate male audiences
with the best “special effect” he had: the sultry Miss Broschero
(who appears in a wide variety of bizarre but comely outfits).
Having given away the milk for free,
though, the rest of the film isn’t able to up the ante. For a
superhero film, it’s very talky. Though there are some nice sets
and super-villain gimmickery (Jenabelle plans to conquer the world
with robot doubles, including one of Argoman), the pace is flaccid
and there are too few fight-scenes, causing me to wonder if
fight-choreographers were left out of the budget. Additionally, since Argoman has no origin, he just pulls any power he wants-- x-ray eyes, magnetism, and so on-- out of thin air.
Despite the attempt to make the hero a
bit of a Fantomas-style rogue, there are no prominent areas of camp
or satire here. It just seems like a wonky, tongue-in-cheek attempt
to exploit the success of the sixties breed of American costumed
heroes. Roger Browne, better known for his superspy adventures, tries
to give his character some insouciant qualities, but the script
doesn’t really get how to do either a straight or satirical
superhero adventure, and so remains little more than a footnote in
the genre’s cinematic history.
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