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Sunday, 7 June 2015

Cleopatra Jones (1973)

Cleo Jones is a tall, slender, almost regal walking advert for 1970s fur coats. She's also a US special agent with bad kung-fu skills on a mission to stop drugs at their source before they hit the streets of her home town. Her success rate makes the local drug lord (actually, drug lady) mad as hell.
I was hoping for something similar to what Jack Hill did with Pam Grier, but it doesn't get close. Instead, it goes for a more blatant display of racist bastard cops and tongue-in-cheek comedy with corny dialogue.
Shelley Winters knows the score; she hams it up from the beginning.

2½ Saturday night specials out of 5

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