Review: The Black 6
A young black man and his white lover are making out
on a football field one night when a group of white supremacist bikers
(including the white girl’s own brother!) fatally beat the man to death. Gene
Washington stars as the dead man’s brother, who along with five of his fellow
Vietnam veterans (who like Washington are played by ex-footballers) decide to
mount up on motorcycles and get some vengeance. Well, after Washington finds
out who actually did the deed. And uh, after he goes home and reconnects with
his family and former lover (Rosalind Miles) who is now a hooker. Then it’s
time to get some revenge. After some more riding at least. Sigh.
More biker movie than blaxploitation, this 1973 film
from director Matt Cimber (the underrated blaxploitation movie “Lady Cocoa”)
and screenwriter Mikel Angel (ditto) never surpasses its opening scene. The
scene is well-shot in darkness with the ominous sounds of engines revving, it’s
only spoiled a bit by some poor acting. The rest of the film keeps up the poor
acting but doesn’t have anything as good as that scene though the music score
by David Moscoe (“Sordid Lives”) is solid enough. It also doesn’t
help that the title is disingenuous, as this is 80% Gene Washington, the other
five characters are barely in the film. The villains are probably in the film
even less and aren’t fleshed out at all.
The main cast members were apparently unhappy with the
script and I can see why. The gimmicky casting of ex-gridiron players as the
leads doesn’t come off too badly (Gene Washington has a bit of
charisma), and I like that each of them is introduced by on-screen titles
showing what team they played for. However, it’s clear that they’re not very
good actors and the only way to pull this gimmick off would’ve been to hire the
likes of Bernie Casey, Jim Brown, Carl Weathers, and Fred Williamson – all
ex-footballers with a lot more presence and acting ability than these guys.
Rosalind Miles is quite good as prostitute Ceal, so much so that she seems to
have come in from a different, better film. Sadly, the acting from the rest of
the cast is pretty abysmal and I really think Cimber should’ve cast better
actors around the six to cover for any deficiencies. I get that this is
low-budget, but you didn’t have to make the movie at all, so make the best of
it.
What really kills this film is that the pacing is
slower than the motorcycle riding. There’s zero urgency here. Also, a source of
unintentional amusement here comes when you notice that for some scenes there’s
very clearly only a Black 5. ‘Mean’ Joe Greene is there for close-ups but in a
lot of the wider riding shots I’m almost certain he’s not there. Hilarious. Where’d
you go, Joe? It doesn’t help that the racist bikers look like members of Toto,
not exactly the toughest-looking guys around. The silly final fight is hardly “The
Outsiders” or “They Live” either.
Mediocre biker movie with an
inexperienced cast, an agonisingly slow pace, and a
pretty good music score. There’s not much to see here.
Rating: C
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