Victor/Victoria (1982)

Rule of cool is the order of the day.

This is a ridiculous, over-the-top love letter to femme fatale sci-fi tropes. It works if you want it to, and does not work if you need social commentary and exploration of the human condition.

Story-wise, I am in the latter group. A sexy vixen in an improbably skin-tight catsuit, with more cutouts than a lingerie set, clicks her heels through an assassin plot where the twist is that she is the imposter. There is a huge explosion from droid missiles. The second twist is that the first scene was a Virtual Reality (VR) simulator, but (3rd twist) the maniacal plan to kill humanity through asphyxiation somehow comes true. The story is a standard B-movie affair.

But the story is not the point.