Junesploitation: Welcome Home Brother Charles (1975)

June 20: Junesploitation’s topic of the day — as suggested by F This Movie— is Blacksploitation! We’re excited to tackle a different genre every day, so check back and see what’s next.

Born Walter Gordon, Jamaa Fanaka was one of the leading directors of the L.A. Rebellion film movement, a new generation of young African and African-American filmmakers who studied at the UCLA Film School in the late-1960s to the late-1980s. They created a new form of black cinema that was an alternative to Hollywood. Fanaka was, however, “very much fascinated by Hollywood and averse to the contentious ideological and artistic discussions that were fundamental to the formation of the school.”

Independently produced, written, directed and edited by Fanaka as an undergraduate project at UCLA that took seventeen months of weekends, all of his savings and some of his parent’s as well, Fanaka’s advisors at the school told him to not even try a feature film as his class project. He ended up creating one that won a national theatrical distribution deal with Crown International Pictures. The director would complete his thesis film, Emma Mae, and Penitentiary while still in college.

Sure, it was re-released on video as Soul Vengeance but this movie isn’t the typical blacksploitation movie, despite beginning with its hero Charles (Marlo Monte) being arrested by corrupt white police and nearly castrated. When he’s released, all Charles wants to do is forget the past. He wants to move past the life of crime he once led. He can’t even have Twyla (Jackie Ziegler), the girl he loves, who is now the woman of his former best friend, N.D. (Jake Carter).

Sounds like a typical blacksploitation movie and I promised you that it wasn’t.

That’s because while Charles was in prison, he was experimented on, like Luke Cage in Marvel Comics, but instead of getting skin knives and that bullets can’t touch, he gets a murderous and prehensile penis. Seriously, it’s feet, not just inches long. It’s the kind of penis that frightens the white male establishment way more than the typical African American member, because when he’s not using it to seduce the white wives of the cop who tried to slice off his prick, Officer Harry Freeman (Ben Bigelow), as well as the prosecutor and judge who set him up. He’s also strangling those men with it, which has to be the worst way for a straight white racist man to die.

Despite trying to find some form of comfort with Carmen (Reatha Grey), prison has destroyed Charles. And what he’s done to Freeman’s wife (Tiffany Peters) has ruined that cop, as if he needed any help, telling his wife that she’s contaminated. That’s because even before he gained his monstrous member, Charles was cucking the law. And that’s why Freeman tried to take a knife to our hero while he was in handcuffs. I have no idea why he’s stayed married, as one evening he wakes her up by choking her back into oblivion and she looks him in the eye and snarls, “You think you’re a man? You didn’t even have the guts to destroy the object of your humiliation. Me!”

Also, maybe I didn’t mention it, but his new penis — who would do this experiment, what was it for and why would they be authorized? — can hypnotize white women.

I love that this movie exists, that it has sloppy moments where we just watch people dancing in the streets in footage that had to be just the camera running and capturing what these small Los Angeles neighborhoods used to be like. As wild as this movie gets, it only hints at just how far Fanaka would push reality with the Penitentiary series.

You can watch this on YouTube.

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