Operation Bikini (1963)
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Loading ...I’m gonna keep this short and sweet. What in the hell was that 90 minutes I just watched?
Operation Bikini is on the surface supposed to be about a team of underwater demolition experts who head out on board a submarine to the Japanese held Bikini Atoll, where another sub carrying a prototype radar device was sunk. Their mission: destroy the sub and the radar device. Simple enough, right?
Well, you’d think so. Only somebody decided they’d stick Frankie Avalon in there doing some kind of Sinatra impersonation, not just once either! What? Huh? And this little psychadelic dream sequence is in color where the rest is black and white? WHAT?
OK so if you try and pretend you didn’t just see Frankie’s little dance numbers you can swallow it down as a mediocre adventure flick. Taken in that respect its not too bad. Except for a couple of racy moments that must’ve been gasped at in theatres in ‘63.
Then there’s the ending. Blow up the sub and we all go home, right? Not exactly. Then there’s a very serious narration about how the Bikini Atoll will be remebered, and its connection to the nuclear age, and…and…
…and what it’ll be remembered most for is a swimsuit! And then the credits roll with these two bikini-clad hotties (I suppose for ‘63) frolicking on the beach (in color again no less) doing freeze frames in various suggestive (again for ‘63) poses.
WHAT? Errr, uhhhh. Sure! Why not! Nothing like closing out a action packed war movie with a little skin, right?! Ugh.
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