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A mad journey into the mind of the depraved!

A mad journey into the mind of the depraved!
Recommended for devolved primates only!

Monday, November 7, 2016

ABAR (1977)


 The acting is so bad in this blaxploitation film that I almost doubted that anyone in this actually ever spoke English before. This is not to say this isn't a great film because, despite the inability of anyone in this thing to actually act, this is an amazing example of a zero budget exploitation movie that was made with such love and conviction that it works anyway. Our titular hero Abar(aka Black Superman(an eyebrow-less man named Tobar May)) is the dashiki-wearing militant black man who helps out our more Uncle Tom-ish character Dr. Kincade(J. Walter Smith, whose only credit is this and who reminds me a bit of the late, great William 'BLACULA' Marshall ) after the good doc moves into the most racist white neighborhood ever portrayed on film. Honkies hang out on the lawn with signs that read 'Niggers go Back to the Ghetto!', a black kid gets run down in the street and bombs are planted outside the house(which is a very sweet looking pad with it's own cave-bar decorated with red-velvet). Revenge is dealt out by a black biker gang and those no-good whities are thrown in the trash where they belong while Martin Luther King, Jr's voice is heard preaching about how we should all get along and if all this insanity isn't enough in the last half-hour a sci-fi element is introduced turning Abar into an actual bulletproof Black Superman complete with crazy elemental psychic powers that I'm still trying to figure out. It's completely insane, crazily unrealistic and one of the great cheesey movies of the 70s. A real standout in the blaxploitation genre as long as you're not looking for something very serious. AKA IN YOUR FACE

The shock ending!!:

The VHS cover featuring people who aren't even in the movie!:

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