Well they sure as hell don't make 'em like this no more - which is probably why I hardly ever bother to go out to the movies these days. Funka-delicious Pam Grier is back and badass as ever in Jack Hill's follow-up to the duo's 1973 blaxploitation hit "Coffy". This time around Grier smashes up a lesbian bar, chops a hoodlum to bits with an airplane's propeller, burns two hulking would-be rapists alive, and castrates a sadistic racist drug lord...and then casually hands his psychobitch girlfriend a pickle jar with his "business" in it! I mean, GOD DAMN!! And hey, you gotta give major props to any movie in which the ass-kickin' heroine has the balls to hide a handgun in her afro. "Coochie, coochie" indeed...