Cleopatra Jones (1973) - Action, Crime, Thriller

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During the 1970s, U.S. Special Agent Cleopatra Jones proves to be an invaluable asset to the local police forces in the war on drugs.

IMDB: 5.9
Director: Jack Starrett
Stars: Tamara Dobson, Bernie Casey
Length: 89 Minutes
PG Rating: PG
Reviews: 2 out of 29 found boring (6.89%)

One-line Reviews (18)

A stylish, silly and wonderfully entertaining trash classic.

Time to Slow Kick Some Drugs in the Face .

I am glad that this movie is available on DVD, for it's an enjoyable taste of the '70s!

However what's certain, in the case at hand, is that we have an averagely entertaining action thriller, and a black revenge out of old Hollywood's molds and racism.

Add that to an uninteresting story, and you have a dull film.

But it is an enjoyable time-passer for blaxploitation fans.

About the only really enjoyable scenes are those involving Doodlebug (Antonio "Huggy Bear" Fargas) and his henchmen.

Director Jack Starrett tackles the wacky plot with his trademark go-for-it panache: he keeps the pace snappy throughout and stages the plentiful action with considerable rip-snorting vigor (a lengthy car chase qualifies as the definite stirring highlight).

It was so enjoyable part of this era's culture, and I miss it powerfully.

Not bad, just dull.

Another problem with the screenplay is that Cleopatra Jones seems mighty slow tracking down the bad guys - her investigation moves at a crawl.

Followed by the equally enjoyable sequel "Cleopatra Jones and the Casino of Gold.

The film is overall pretty funny, and a highly entertaining time-waster.

Though from my movie-watching experience, I find that I tend to prefer films from before 1970, these films from the 70's are great too, and are a lot more enjoyable to me than most films I see today.

Now, this is when it gets a bit bland.

Still, it's got decent music, acceptable production values, interesting locales and costumes and some snappy dialogue.

I think Tamara Dobson is absolutely stunning in the movie.

Winters in particular has a whale of a time as Mommy: she screams all her dialogue at the top of her lungs, joyfully squeezes the shapely butts of her lovely young female servants, sports a bright red Ronald McDonald fright wig, wears a tight leather outfit, brandishes a riding crop, and totally cuts loose in a rousing, no-holds-barred womano-to-womano physical confrontation with Dobson at the end of the picture.