Played Perfectly Straight, Despite Some Jive Talk and Enormous Afros, this Sequel is More of the Same Blaxploitation with Clunky Montage and a Very Weak Ending.
There are Some Highlights to Go with the Low Lighting, but Most of it is Hokey Humdrum with Pam Grier Wasted as a Shrinking Voodoo Priestess. William Marshall is Again Commanding and is a Towering Presences that Really Does Impose as the Threatening Vampire.
There is an Exorcism Scene that is Pure Sexual Symbolism as Grier Goes All Hand-Job on a Voodoo Doll of Blacula as He Seems to be Deriving Pleasure as the Ritual Proceeds Until Coitus-Interruptus. It's Pretty Lame Filmmaking with the Sweaty Pair Bobbing and Weaving Through the Thing that is Made with the Least Bit of Style.
Overall, Disappointing and the Climax is Rushed and by the Numbers. The Final Shot is Anything but Money.
There are Some Highlights to Go with the Low Lighting, but Most of it is Hokey Humdrum with Pam Grier Wasted as a Shrinking Voodoo Priestess. William Marshall is Again Commanding and is a Towering Presences that Really Does Impose as the Threatening Vampire.
There is an Exorcism Scene that is Pure Sexual Symbolism as Grier Goes All Hand-Job on a Voodoo Doll of Blacula as He Seems to be Deriving Pleasure as the Ritual Proceeds Until Coitus-Interruptus. It's Pretty Lame Filmmaking with the Sweaty Pair Bobbing and Weaving Through the Thing that is Made with the Least Bit of Style.
Overall, Disappointing and the Climax is Rushed and by the Numbers. The Final Shot is Anything but Money.