The thing about "I Spy", a show of which I am often very fond, is that it was a kissing cousin of "Star Trek", filmed using the same Paramount tactics that are so familiar to fans of that other show. At times they are so similar, you wouldn't believe it. Also like "Star Trek" (moreso, actually) it wanders in and out of quality. This is because, at the time, there was a lot of ongoing friction on the set, and you can see why, these actors are really put through their paces. Word was, the show was canceled in a salary dispute with one of the stars, who also wanted greater creative freedom, then finally decided he could do better in movies. In any event, certain episodes capture the real flavor the show better than others. These usually feature Cosby as much as Culp and are story driven, as opposed to having them wandering around some Greek isle muttering to themselves. This is one of those shows. It features the incredible Marcel Hillaire (sort of a French Jimmy Durante), this rubber-faced comic actor is fearless and fascinating to watch; one of those entertainers, the like of which will never come around again. It's a shame he's not better remembered. Here, Hillaire plays a clueless, aging French secret agent who has been assigned to Cosby and Culp as their boss for a special assignment. It quickly becomes clear that he doesn't know what he's doing and they're mostly on a babysitting detail. It's funny, breezy and hip in that 1965 way that always makes "I Spy" such interesting viewing. This was a very, very stylish show when it was on. The clothes alone, set trends afire. At any rate, you count on this being a first rate episode.