Since the painter’s name is Lucille, I would’ve plotzed (in a good way) if just once someone had sung, “You picked a fine time to leave me…” (R.I.P. Kenny Rogers.)
Bart Fargo? Fart Bargo? If his middle name was Michael, could he be Fart M. Bargo? No farts allowed here.
As far as names for a Bond-like superspy go, Bart Fargo is less than ideal. Aside from its obvious suitability for juvenile gags, it doesn’t really flow off the tongue. But thanks to a script that was written by someone whose first language wasn’t English, Bart Fargo is what we get.
His assignment is to recover a stolen death ray built for peaceful purposes as well as the scientist who invented it. There’s the usual assortment of mooks to be pummeled, loose women to be bedded, and other such 1960s superspy tomfoolery. In contrast with the excessively high Challenge Rating seen in Bloodlust!, this movie’s Challenge Rating is quite low, with Bart Fargo possessing a preternatural ability to detect an ambush or evade an attack in an unlikely fashion. It’s not quite as bad as what happens in your typical Steven Seagal film, as the mooks do land a few hits. But most of the time, they practically walk into Bart Fargo’s fists. The special effects budget was also rather limited. This was particularly noticeable in the scene where a helicopter docks with a submarine, as both vehicles are obvious toys and it’s being shot in a bathtub or kiddie pool.
There’s a game series called Wasteland and the creator is named Brian Fargo. You meet a character in the games called Faran Brygo.
You know, I always thought that they were referencing the Herbie Hancock song. But now that I think of it, they are not all that similar. Maybe a little.
But you’re right on about that soundtrack. While Superdragon has a special place in my heart, the music in this one really sticks with me, even into my sleep.
This whole film is just so…60’s.
Bart Fargo North Decoder
(Gen X-ers understand. )
The bad guys needed to station at least 2-3 guys in Bart’s room in order to subdue him. For some reason, he always suspects someone is in there, and disposes of them.
Though I do feel that whole subplot of him showing mercy on the one henchman is totally ridiculous.
The film loses focus for so long, that by the end I think I grew bored with who was fighting who, let alone that whole house battle with no dialogue.
I am bumping this episode for T.V. Frank’s epic stint as a show-biz agent.
Torgo makes an appearance, and Crow gets his heart broken; a common writer’s condition.
“Aren’t you glad you use Dial, don’t you wish Europeans did?”
He DID play Tarzan in a couple movies before DDR. And in one of those movies a henchman was played by a young actor who happened to be Neil Connery’s more talented brother!
“Oh dear, I’m having one of my spells again… Oh no!” [Faint farting sounds]
He was also friends with Steve Reeves and they were in a movie together called Duel of the Titans (or Romolo e Remo).
Actually, Danger! Death Ray was his second-to-last film role.
It just hit me that the subplot is like if you took The Girl In Lovers Lane, moved it to Italy, but kind of folded it over so it’s compacted and muddled but still with a higher-than-needed amount of bleakness.
I mean, it’s still Big Stupid and Danny theoretically having a more than comradely interest in one another, but now it’s Danny dying pointlessly instead of the ingenue.
Ok I know what I’m going to watch tonight
Remember: it’s for PEACEFUL purposes!
Out of the cheap cash in 60s super spy flicks they did, this is one of the more fun results. It’s no Double 007, but it still keeps me guffawing all the way through.