The biggest compliment I can give this pretty nondescript entry in the Blaxploitation genre is that early on, around the ten, maybe fifteen minute mark, there's a pretty damn sweet car chase scene. Apart from that, there's nothing to really highlight. Your shamelessly standard ill-gotten-money-gets-ripped-off-now-let's-scramble-to-find-it racket, handled way better in the likes of 'Across 110th Street.'
Review of Cotton Comes to Harlem
