A film with more than the usual spoiler issues. Talking about it in any detail feels akin to handing you a gift-wrapped present and saying, "I hope you like it -- It's a thriller about a diabolical secret experiment."

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

There is, somehow, an interesting story here, as well as some good acting. There are also some good scenes

Story: It's very simple but honestly that is fine.

When a black militant group led by "Scott Gunn" (Herbert Jefferson Jr.) break into a gambling operation and steals cash and some important ledgers from a West Coast syndicate it ignites the possibly of severe racial unrest which then becomes a top concern for the local law enforcement. Since these ledgers are extremely important the mafia orders one of their newly promoted executives by the name of "Capelli" (Martin Landau) to track down whoever stole them and retrieve them by any means necessary. Although Scott downplays the situation his older brother, who operates a nightclub and simply goes by the name of "Gunn" (Jim Brown), realizes the danger and advises Scott to hide out until he can come up with a plan. Unfortunately, the mafia finds out where Scott is hiding and and kills him. And Gunn wants revenge. Anyway, for a "black exploitation" this one wasn't too bad. Jim Brown put on a decent enough performance as did Bruce Glover (as "Ray Kriley") and the aforementioned Martin Landau. I also liked the presence of both Brenda Sykes ("Judith") and Luciana Paluzzi ("Toni Lombardo"). All things considered, I thought this was one of the better films of this genre and I rate it as above average.

Black Gunn (1972) ** 1/2 (out of 4) Fun blaxploitation film has Jim Brown playing Gunn, a club owner who has to seek revenge against the Mafia after they kill his younger brother. Gunn teams up with his brother's "Black Power" group and they try and locate the man (Martin Landau) responsible for the death. If you're a fan of blaxploitation then this here is going to offer enough to keep you entertained from start to finish. The story itself was pretty standard for this type of film but it's good enough to keep the film moving and Brown turns in a nice performance in the lead. I think the lead actor was always the most important thing to a film like this and Brown doesn't disappoint as he can kick enough ass to keep a smile on your face and deliver enough lines to make you laugh. Brown does get a more dramatic moment when he discovers his brother's dead body but this scene really doesn't work too well especially when he's crying with no tears. Bruce Glover adds a lot of fun as one of the racist Mafia guys and many will remember him from his roles in CHINATOWN and BIG BAD MAMA II (what a double feature that would be). Landau, years before his Oscar, does a decent job in his few scenes as the top dog. Vida Blue, who won the Cy Young award a year before making this, appears briefly as does other sports stars like Mike Thomas and Mike Bass. As normal for a film like this, there's all sorts of hysterical racist dialogue being screamed out with most of it dealing with watermelon but that just adds to the fun when Brown finally breaks them down. We also get all sorts of bloody violence with your expected shoot out at the end but the highlight remains the cool, laid back Brown doing his thing.

Jim Brown, the personification of coolness, is the nightclub owner who decides to avenge his brother's murder and begins a war against the local Mafia. Familiar but enjoyable, thanks largely to Brown's presence, and to some dynamic action scenes. Two interesting things: the use of wide-angle lenses during a fight scene, and a strong supporting role for the actor who was memorable as one of the two homosexual goons in "Diamonds Are Forever". (**1/2)

Bought it on 16mm. Seriously flawed character motivation and gratuitous violence... Holes in the plot large enough to drive a '71 Caddy through... All the elements necessary for a hilarious and bewildering movie experience. The soundtrack is great although it surfaces about as frequently as the Loch ness Monster, bubbling up at unexpected and inappropriate moments. And how the hell did Martin Landau get in here? Bruce Glover is a shining beacon of kitsch. Solid, baby.