The Cold War world is balancing on the edge of destruction: Trouble is brewing in the small Eastern European country of Baltonia (lying right next to Latveria and not all that far from Qraq, I surmise). But don't fear, the UN is on the case! A peace conference is to begin shortly, its protection lying in the hands of a very special secret organization: ESPy, a collection of exceedingly stupid and incompetent people mostly from Japan. Mother Nature gave them psychic powers to make up for their lack of other abilities, though, so not all hope is lost.
Unfortunately, the cleverly named Brotherhood of Evil Mutants anti-ESPy under the leadership of Tomisaburo Wakayama himself is planning to eradicate humanity by causing World War III. It's so easy: They just have to murder the Prime Minister of Baltonia, which will inevitably throw the world into turmoil, even though both superpowers know that this is their plan! Wakayama-sensei, you're a genius!
Will the main agents of ESPy, Tamura (Hiroshi Fujioka, Kamen Raider himself), Miki (Masao Kusakari, bad actor, great dresser) and Maria (Yuki Kaoru, has breasts, gets kidnapped and hypnotized into a "sexy" dance with a Big Evil Black Man) and their psychic talents powered by LOVE (in Miki's and Maria's case for each other, in Tamura's the love between him and his hyper-intelligent dog Caesar) save the day?
Poor Jun Fukuda! Nobody loves his films (including me), but ESPy is nearly enough of a silly fun time to change one's mind. If not for far too many scenes of people moping and some giggleworthy melodrama, this would be a very recommended Japanese look at the Eurospy genre, with less women but more telekinetic duels.
Even in this state, one can have some fun with things like a tongue ripping by our racist main hero, the hypnotic earrings of doom, Tomisaburo Wakayama's fascinating technique of overacting without moving, Caesar the dog intellectual, explodo-guns, old masters coming back from the mountains, more death traps than in Shakal's lair and much more - all taking place in exotic locales like Swiss, Turkey and Paris-without-Eiffel-Tower, filmed exclusively on the cloudiest days of the year.
What's not to like?
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