Movie Details
| Title: | Boss Nigger | |
| Director: | Jack Arnold | |
| Year: | 1975 | |
| Genre: | Soul Cinema | |
| Times Seen: | 1 | |
| Last Seen: | 10.11.06 |
Other Movies Seen By This Director (3)
- Creature from the Black Lagoon
- It Came from Outer Space
- The Mouse That Roared
| Date Viewed | Venue | Note |
| 10.11.06 | Weird Wednesday | Oh he's so bad... They call him Boss... They call him Boss... Boss Nigger! This blaxploitation western stars Fred The Hammer Williamson as Boss, a bounty hunter who comes into town with his sidekick Amos and makes himself Sheriff then proceeds to abuse his power by throwing honkies in jail, blatantly stealing from honkies, and causing a general uproar. Meanwhile, an outlaw (played by William Smith) and his band of... outsiders... get made because they can't oppress the town any more due to the uppity black devil so drama ensues. I found this to be a quite enjoyable flick. First of all there's that song. There's really only about a half verse worth of lyrics before it just starts repeating the same line over and over again, but goddamn if it isn't a hell of a catchy tune. Actually all of the music is typically funky and soulful and quality even though it's a western. Unfortunately though, this was written by Williamson so most of the dialogue is pretty hokey. The names of the mexican characters cracked me up though(poncho, margarita). highlights for me were the helpful but absent blacksmith, Amos trying to knock the guy out with his gun butt through a window, the near-vaudevillian exchange with Boss and Amos and a few honkies in a jail cell paying fines in exchange for freedom, the actress who clearly traded all of her acting skill for good looks saying "bring him in... put him on my bed" and "looks like I'll be doing the resting since she's doing the caring" (and consequently getting the curtain slammed shut in her face), and William Smith shoving a wad full of bills down the front of his pants. I laughed a lot with this movie and had a generally great time. I'm finding out that I have a real affinity for blaxploitation movies on the whole. The Alamo had a few politically incorrect posters up for tonight's title and apparently they have a print of a movie called The Six Million Dollar Nigger... which now I am aching to see. The poster has a small illustration where he's undoing his robe and a woman on a bed is swooning... that's just awesome. Another thing I like about these genres classified by time as well as subject matter (like Spaghetti Westerns or biker movies or film noir as well) is that, while there are a lot of them, there's actually not THAT many. Sure they're not something you can completely watch over a weekend but I bet by the time I'm 40 or whatever... it's kind of possible down the road to actually see all of them. Right now all I want to see is Welcome Home, Brother Charles though. |
