Coffy (1973) dir. Jack Hill; starring Pam Grier, Booker Bradshaw, William Elliot
Black exploitation movie, the one that made Grier a star. As Hitmouse mentioned above, too often the director and writer created opportunities to get Grier's clothes off or half-off. The acting is sometimes awkward and not helped by ham-handed dialog or editing that isn't exactly on point, but there's a wild energy to the movie, a kind of
The Bride Wore Black vibe mixed with legitimate community concerns about drug dealing and corruption in local government, that carries it along. Doesn't hurt to have Alan Arbus playing a bad guy (
M*A*S*H fans will recall his appearances on that show) and Sid Haig chewing some scenery.
I have the opportunity to watch
Foxy Brown and may take it before pulling out
Jackie Brown, which I've had on DVR for a while and should get to. I've seen Grier in some later roles -- like a grandmother on
This is Us -- and it's fascinating to see how much better she's become while not losing the charisma that pulls your eyes to her when she's in a scene.
And now, for something completely different ...
Enola Holmes (2020)
(You thought it'd be something Pythonesque, right? Sorry.) Millie Bobbie Brown is a force to be reckoned with and will probably continue to be if she chooses her roles wisely. I liked her in
Strange Things and she's every bit as engaging here and in a mostly different emotional register. This is a well-produced, smartly directed movie but it holds together because she is the center of the movie and holds it together. I wasn't impressed by casting Henry Cavill as Sherlock Holmes, but he does rather better than I'd expected; his scenes with Brown are good. Even better are Brown's scenes with Helena Bonham Carter; I wish there had been more of them.
Not a great movie (interesting, somewhat critical review of it from one of the sharpest writers at CrimeReads) but maybe an indication of things to come from Brown.