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The Last of the Secret Agents? has a pretty decent opening which makes one assume that one is about to watch a fairly decent, if standard-issue, 1960s spy spoof. A few minutes after the opening, one realizes that one has made a drastically incorrect assumption. Agents? is a terrible film, one of those comedies that just can't seem to generate a decent laugh no matter how hard it tries. The blame can easily be spread around to the director, the writers and the stars. Mel Tonkin and Norman Abbott's screenplay is deadly dull, a conglomeration of bits and pieces that has no real point. Its satirical targets are too broad and too obvious, its gags land with a thud, and there seems to be no real point of view to it. Abbott's direction is equally poor; this is a film that needs sharp, incisive, imagination helming but instead gets clumsy and awkward work almost all the way through. But the biggest problem is probably Marty Allen and Steve Rossi, the film's star comic duo. Very much a poor man's Martin & Lewis, the two come across as having little personality and even less appeal. In a club room, their act may have been engaging, but on the screen, they simply irritate. Agents? has the good fortune to have a solid supporting cast, and they manage to keep the film creaking along.