Satiric 1967 time-capsule about the Prez’s groovy psychiatrist (gloriously toothy James Coburn) who finds himself hip-deep in espionage follies since everyone presumes he knows "all." Alas, it's barely watchable under writer/director Theodore Flicker ’s fumbling style. Scene after scene promises more than it delivers: drop-out hippie band, CIA/FBI spats, gun-loving suburbanites, etc. Godfrey Cambridge has some fun as an unlikely spy and his USSR counterpart (Severn Darden) gets the single well-structured bit in the whole script, an impromptu analysis at sea by Coburn. Lensman William Fraker cleverly uses real locations for an ultra-sharp futuristic look and throws in zippy zooms for punch line punctuation. But the pickings are slim.
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