It has a little bit of swordplay, so that’s a plus.
The Assassination Bureau (1969) is a 1960s Brit film – bright, farcical, and brittle. It’s built on the idea of a assassination bureau, which kills for a fee. This goes along OK until someone takes out a contract on the Chairman of the Bureau. The Chairman accepts the contract, forcing the members of Board of Directors to try to knock him off, an excuse for having some lovely views of various locations in Europe.
But little effort is made to introduce reality, tension, or any real plot, and when we reach the end, it’s all about the romp and nothing about theme, barely anything about resolution.
It has moments of cleverness, but it’s not to my taste. Maybe it’ll be to yours. Or maybe you like museum pieces.
