There was a period in Hollywood when blaxploitation films were the surest best at the box office; in the pre-Jaws era studios were particularly anxious about declining audiences so they cranked them out by the hundreds and soon a backlash set in. This Pam Grier vehicle came towards the end of the cycle; she plays a private eye ex-cop who returns to her old home town of Louisville to help her dad, an honest businessman being hassled by gangsters.
This is a lot more demure and tame than Coffee or Foxy Brown – there's no nudity (we only see side flashes of Grier’s boobs), it's a loss less violent and a lot less fun, without any delirious excess (Grier blows away a few whiteys and has a brief cat fight but doesn’t shoot anyone’s nuts off or take a gun out of her afro or anything like that). The handling isn’t very inspired – it seems like an episode of Starsky and Hutch. Austin Stoker, the black cop in Assault from Precinct 13, plays her love interest.
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