Saturday, 29 March 2014

Black Hooker (1974)



And the winner of the Tackiest Title award goes to this film. It's also known by the less trashy but also less accurate title Street Sisters.

The advertising posters for this movie asked the question 'What would you do if you learned your mama was a whore?'. The script's answer appears to be 'murder her'. This is a terrible response. I do not approve.

Despite the provocative title and ad campaign, this is not the sleazy skinfest you might expect. There are a couple of sex scenes, but they're both pretty creepy in different ways, and the first of them is frankly quite uncomfortable to watch. Or more accurately, listen to, as it is the dialogue that induces skin-crawling.

The plot is simple: a blond, blue-haired boy is raised by his black grandparents. His mother is a light-skinned African American (and the eponymous hooker) who had a baby fathered by one of her caucasian clients. She's very rarely around as he grows up, having a pretty adversarial relationship with her own parents. The boy's relationship with his grandmother is good, but his grandfather holds his mother's 'wicked ways' against him. Eventually the boy reaches his late teens and falls in love with a local girl, but decides to leave home when she elects to sleep with his grandfather instead (leading to the creepiness of the second sex scene). He leaves home to go to the big city, but his mother spurns him. Then his grandmother dies and they both go back to the house for the funeral. While there, he discovers his mother's profession and throttles her. The end.

I don't normally spoil the entire plot of the movie, but this one was pretty thin, and I figured I'd save you the eighty minutes you'd need to spend watching it. I suspect there's supposed to be some social commentary at work here, but I'm really not sure what it is. Be grateful these people aren't your family, maybe? There's barely a character in the film you'd want to spend time with if you didn't have to.

You can safely skip this one.

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