Review of Coffy (1973) by Eric R — 09 Mar 2011
My dear Ms. Grier.
Has there ever been,.
Or will there ever be.
Another piece of chocolate sex.
As ass kicking as she? I doubt it.
Jack Hill, never one to bow to delicate sensibilities, brings us one of the greatest vigilante, sexploitation, blacksploitatin, films ever. There's bullets flyin' and breasts a-bouncin' as Pam Grier (a.k.a. The most smokin' black actress of all time) runs through pimps, pushers, cops and politicians like fans of Ms. Grier's titties ran through hand lotion (it's a masturbation reference, ya get it?). This flick contains one of the most unabashedly, un-p.c. deaths of a black man I've ever seen on film. I had to laugh at the sheer audacity. It also contains one of my favorite cat fights of all time. Six women fighting and by the end not one breast is left unexposed (now that's film making). And I've got to add, NOBODY plays a scumbag piece of shit like Sid Haig. Although Foxy Brown (another great movie, no argument) gets all the attention, Coffy is definitely my pick me up.
This review of Coffy (1973) was written by Eric R on 09 Mar 2011.
Coffy has generally received positive reviews.
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