This harmless and family friendly Eurospy caper is fairly dialogue heavy with minimal action and doesn’t end up being quite remarkable enough to stick into viewers’ memories afterwards, which makes its current obscure status understandable.
Leads Danièle Gaubert and Michel Duchaussoy together possess an uninteresting chemistry, as the film puts a little too much faith in building romance around the croissant breakfasts they have together, which is supposed to be endearing, but ends up being a little irritating and very unexciting, making one wish they were watching John Phillip Law and Marissa Mell in Danger: Diabolik instead.
Inferno’s Sascha Pitoëff makes for an elegant and well-mannered villain, naturally possessing one of those bad guy faces, suitable for a highly spoken of kingpin whose presence is saved for later in the story. Gaubert is the other saving grace as an acrobatic cat burglar and makes the film slightly recommendable to anyone that likes their heroine attractive and physically savvy.
One cannot help wishing the movie was called Operation Pussyfoot instead, after the good luck expression delivered to the heroine before her mission.