If overseas drug cartel are getting greedy, then don’t hesitate to get in touch with Cleopatra Jones. Not only is she no slouch when it comes to putting her foot down, but she has a presence — a presence which emanates from the screen as she busts drug dealers and moves like the desert wind. Sounds elegant, huh? It is, and so the fact that Cleo is a force to be reckoned with is all the more apparent. She doesn’t put up with any malarkey, which isn’t a particularly distinctive quality, but considering that she never comes up short when it comes to making a point, it fits. Each move she makes is such that it gives corruption a run for its money, which is well-accommodated by the humor. Such humor is conveyed by dialogue as well as the scenery chewing by the likes of Shelley Winters and Antonio Fargas. They add life to their characters, and although their screen time is limited in comparison to Tamara Dobson’s, their performances are just one of many elements which emphasize the fact that the film is not meant to be taken seriously. This is a strength that works in its favor and, as a result, it feels right at home with blaxploitation films of its ilk. I usually enjoy watching them and, while I may not learn to speak jive from them, I don’t need to in order to have a good time. All I need is an engaging lead, a sense of humor, and enjoyable action scenes — all of which Cleopatra Jones offers.
The action scenes aren’t plentiful, but when they do occur, they’re thrilling. So thrilling, in fact, that whether Cleo is using her pistol or putting her driving skills to the test, the control which she has when putting corruption in its place is a detail of note as it conveys that she is as stylish as she formidable. It’s quite the combination, and so the scenes which focus on her outwitting her foes, such as the car chase, are enjoyable to watch. Speaking of the car chase, you’ll feel as though you are sitting in the passenger seat as you witness to Cleo’s quick thinking and agile maneuvering. It’s a stirring ride which is complemented by the sticky situations which her foes find themselves in.
I’m pretty sure I’ve seen this before as I recalled the finale while watching. I don’t what it is about junkyards in movies, but they always stand out to me. Maybe I have a thing for junkyard scenes? Regardless, I have a feeling that the finale will continue to stick with me. If it doesn’t, at least I won’t end up meeting my demise by way of a car crusher.