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This film, basically a vehicle for Roger Moore, is a 90 minute television-style action adventure film. Roger Moore plays an advertising executive who utilises an Eastern European girl in a promotional campaign who just happens to be sharing a house with spies and unwittingly discovers their darstadly plot. This now provides a perfect opportunity for Roger Moore to slip into his Simon Templar/James Bond persona and save the day.

This film lies somewhere between an extended Saint episode and an early James Bond movie, but as Roger Moore was the best James Bond, (as we all know), this film is nevertheless enjoyable just for his suave, Mr smooth 1960's London swinger acting. The original Austin Powers.

Nothing exceptional, however this film is reasonably enjoyable in a mild mannered way. You could certainly do worse.

I know the stylings here are in part typical of some British films of the 60s in the first place, and in a broader sense of Euro spy flicks. So the notable parallels to a certain prominent franchise aren't necessarily direct imitation as they are simply reflective of convention at the time. Nonetheless, the echoes are substantial. Roger Moore stars, a few years before he'd take on the part of 007; Bernard Lee appears in a small role; the major supporting part goes to a beautiful young woman. The protagonist will of course be a rascal of a playboy generally, and a bit of a creep toward that woman specifically, and their romantic entanglement is inevitable. Flashy opening credits follow a cold open, the male protagonist is abetted by an older receptionist who adores him, and the circle of intrigue in the scenario grows piece by piece. All that would be necessary to complete the effect would be if Gary Fenn's name were James Bond and he worked at MI6 instead of an ad agency. I don't think it's unreasonable to say that one can assess how much this title may appeal to them based on how much favor they give Eon Productions' body of work.

None of this is to inherently pass any judgment on 'Crossplot' merely for the similarities to other movies we've watched, but the similarities certainly catch one's eye as the plot progresses. For what it's worth, the flourishes of film-making and storytelling are toned down compared to like fare, though the narrative is no less convoluted. It's the type of story that rather requires active attention, else one is sure to miss scenes and dialogue for how quickly some of it whips by. And for all that, it's duly engaging, keeping us watching to see just where the plot is going to end up, and pretty well made in every regard. The filming locations are fantastic, and the costume design, and hair and makeup work, look really great. Scenes are a fairly even mix at one point or another between silliness that provides levity and tension and action to provide minor thrills, and in either instance they are written and executed well. The stunts we get are swell, and it's clear there was no especial concern in sparing expense to tell the story in the way it required, particularly where the livelier moments are concerned.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't have mixed expectation as I began watching, but for whatever shortcomings, indelicacies, or outright flaws one may perceive, more so than not this is quite enjoyable. Stanley Black's score is strong and suitably varied, helping to carry the mood in any scene, and Alvin Rakoff's direction is sturdy. Moore turns in a fine performance as the lead, precipitating his best known part to come, and though relegated to second fiddle, Claudie Lange's acting as Maria is more than sufficient for the material she's given. On a side note, as a big fan of 1983's 'Krull,' it's a delight to see David Battley in a tiny part as a bridegroom. The cast at large are solid in helping to realize the tale. And while there perhaps isn't anything about 'Crossplot' so unique and essential as do demand viewership, when all is said and done it really is very entertaining, and Leigh Vance and John Kruse's screenplay quite robust.

Aside from some tired conventions of the genre (e.g. The womanizing), nothing specific really stands out as being a major weakness. It's worth noting a few instances of blue screen, at the climax not least of all, that are rather glaring, but this is just a limitation of capabilities at the time. As a matter of personal preference this won't appeal to everyone, and anyone who doesn't like the James Bond movies or their ilk will find nothing here to change their mind. On the other hand, the greatest indulgences of more renowned features are subdued in favor of more mindfully penned narrative, and by that measure maybe this could find broader favor after all. Ultimately 'Crossplot' is maybe not something you need to go out of your way to see, but if you have the chance to watch it, it's a fun thriller that stands up pretty well next to its cousins.

It was great to see Roger Moore in his post-Simon Templar pre-Bond role. He wasn't fighting off the guys in his usual spy-guy image. It was rather refreshing also to see him get into situations like this. Plus, the charm and beauty of Martha Hyer was always a pleasure to watch. There is a scene where he falls in the water trying to save her. Simon Templar would not put himself in such a way like that. Also when he fights off the bad guys you'll notice the sequences seem not so much as a spy-guy karate-chop image but he still ends up being the hero. There was a vulnerable side of him I enjoyed. I would also like to see this movie on video. It was on cable a couple of days ago.

Crossplot rattles along at a breakneck pace and is a smart, ingenious and enormously entertaining adventure film. Roger Moore is great in a pre-Bond role as an advertising executive who hires a beautiful Hungarian girl to pose for some modelling shots. What he doesn't realise is that she has eavesdropped on an assassination plot and is the target of some killers.

The film reminds me a lot of a John Buchan novel, brought up to date in the swinging sixties. Moore runs from the villains and takes every conceivable route to escape their grasp, fleeing in a classic car, deliberately causing havoc at a wedding, and finally tracking his prey to the scene of their planned atrocity. It's a fast-moving ride!

The film has never been available on video in the UK, and I'm pretty sure that it's never been released in the States. Come on guys, what are you waiting for? Get this movie released! It's a corker!

A boyish pre-James-Bond Roger Moore plays advertising executive Gary Fenn in this preposterous tale about uncovering a sinister plot in London. "Crossplot," directed by Alvin Rakoff, is more 60s nostalgia than exciting movie-making. The dated costumes and hairstyles, the period dancing and songs, and the misfire mix of comedy and espionage seem like an early Bond film gone haywire. The presence of Bernard Lee, who distinguished himself as "M" in the Bond series, adds to the faux-Bond look, but adds little to the proceedings. The flimsy plot gets underway when a photograph is substituted in an advertising proposal, and Moore pursues an elusive model for his campaign. The writers were likely inhaling something stronger than Lucky Strike when they came up with this idea. Claudie Lange plays the exotic model as though she had studied under a drag queen doing Gina Lollabrigida, and she gives new meaning to wooden. Only her ample bosoms show any charisma. The scenes between her and Moore lack any chemistry, and the photo shoot destroys her supposed appeal for the advertising as she poses and grins embarrassingly for the camera. While Martha Hyer looks lovely, well coiffed, and classy as Claudie's aunt, she has little to do but make eyes at Moore and keep her hair in place.

The story wanders over London and the English countryside, but the sights offer little distraction from the nonsense. "Crossplot" does offer a pastiche of scenes culled from other, better movies. A sequence that takes place in an antique car and period costumes seems like it was lifted from "The Great Chase," but without the talent involved in that film. Like the Bond films, the villains all have lousy aim, and the mechanics of the plot when it unravels make no sense whatsoever. A helicopter chase has been included to remind viewers that "From Russia with Love" was a far better film and starred a far better actor. The scene in which Moore disrupts a wedding is more than an echo of Cary Grant's antics in the auction scene in "North by Northwest." Only die-hard fans of Roger Moore will relish this movie, although he was admittedly more appealing here than in much of his later work. Either "Crossplot" was made as an audition for Moore to play James Bond or as a tax write-off for its investors. Either way the audience suffers.