Review: Bucktown
Fred Williamson turns up in the small town of the title after his bar owner brother has died. What he finds is a town gone to seed and repression due to the corrupt and racist local law enforcement, led by Art Lund who pretty much control the otherwise largely African-American populated town. So, deciding that this shit ain’t right, Williamson calls in a favour from buddy Thalmus Rasulala who turns up with a couple of thugs (Tony King and Carl Weathers) to allegedly help set things right in Bucktown. Things don’t go quite as Williamson had planned, though. Pam Grier plays the dead man’s angry and bitter widow, while Bernie Hamilton plays the friendly town drunk. Just entertaining enough to earn a recommendation, this 1975 blaxploitation crime/drama from director Arthur Marks ( “Detroit 9000” , “Friday Foster” ) and screenwriter Bob Ellison (a veteran writer/creator for TV including an ill-fated American version of Australia’s “Number 96” ) is actually better than I’d expected