Director Burt Kennedy was mainly known for Westerns like Support Your Local Sheriff!, Hannie Culder and Dirty Dingus Magee, as well as Suburban Commando and All the Kind Strangers. He was supposed to direct this, but walked off the set because he was embarrassed by the script, which was written by Norman Wexler (Saturday Night Fever, Joe) and based on the book by Kyle Onstott (there are 15 of them!). What did he expect when he signed on to make the sequel to Mandingo?
With four days of planning, Steve Carver (Steel, The Arena) took over for producer Dino De Laurentiis. Several actors also left, but Carver replaced them with Pam Grier and Royal Dano (Norton and Brenda Sykes returned from the first film but played different roles; Lillian Hayman reprises her role as Lucrezia, the exact role she had in Mandingo). It was nearly a Paramount movie, but they thought it was X-rated; United Artists took over distribution.
Drum (boxer Ken Norton) is born to a white madam, Marianna (Isela Vega), who raises him with her black lesbian lover, Rachel (Paula Kelly), and claims that it’s that woman’s child. His skills as a boxer make him an in-demand slave, as well as someone that women — and men like Bernard DeMarigny (John Colicos) — want to sleep with, even if a black and white union will lead to the slave being lynched. Drum and his friend Blaise (Yaphet Kotto) find themselves being sold to Hammond Maxwell (Warren Oates, playing the son of Perry King’s character), while their friend Regine (Pam Grier) is taken as the man’s lover. This enrages his fiancée, Augusta Chauvel (Fiona Lewis), while Maxwell’s daughter Sophie (Cheryl “Rainbeaux” Smith) delights in teasing the slaves, trying to get them to touch her and then claiming to be raped.
Somehow, Drum is able to resist her, but Blaise isn’t so smart. Soon, he’s chained up and due to be castrated at a dinner party, just in time for a slave revolt.
This movie has some…wild dialogue. Like this…
Regine: And titties! You likes big titties, don’t ya?
Hammond Maxwell: Oh, you know I loves big titties.
Or this…
Augusta Chauvet: Must you persist in being a vulgarian, Mr. Maxwell?
Hammond Maxwell: Miss Augusta, you just gotta get used to the idea that ****** fornicatin’ is what Falconhurst is all about! If my ******* stop fornicatin’, we stop eatin’!
Augusta Chauvet: Since the conversation has descended to this level, I feel I can voice my feelins’ concernin’ your beddin’ with Regine every night.
Hammond Maxwell: Well, I don’t do it every night. It’s bad for my liver.
Augusta Chauvet: I don’t think you should do it at all!
Hammond Maxwell: Now, Miss Augusta, you ain’t gonna start meddlin’ around in my poontang now, is you?
Vincent Canby said of this, “Life on the old plantation was horrendous, I agree, but movies like this are less interested in information than titillation, which, in turn, reflects contemporary obsessions rather more than historical truths.” I bet he was absolutely disgusted to have to see it.
This tops all the racism in the film by also being wildly homophobic, with villain Bernard DeMarigny rubbing Drum’s shoulders and telling his young buck how much he will love being with a man. All in a horrible French accent! Look, I know this is an indefensible movie, but I was entertained, perhaps by how insane it was that this played not just grindhouses, but real theaters.
You can watch this on Tubi.
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