A pretty much perfect exploitation film. There's so many different kinds of fun on display here, it's impossible not to like. And oh man, the one liners...

Man, Pam Grier really went for it in her prime. She’s the motor, oil and gasoline in this racy, mean-tempered revenge vehicle, baring skin and cracking skulls with the same confident, no-nonsense expression. Originally conceived as a sequel to _Coffy_, Grier’s breakthrough and a blaxploitation classic, _Foxy Brown_ shifted lanes at the last moment and spun off to do its own, highly derivative, thing. The change doesn’t seem necessary, or even all that well-advised, as Foxy is provided almost no personality before plunging into a mirrored character arc. She’s just a good-looking gal who takes target practice at the urging of her boyfriend, an undercover cop, then puts it to use when he’s found out and gunned down by a small, powerful local syndicate. While the title sequence suggests otherwise - a brightly colored, psychedelic dance romp in the same vein as James Bond’s campier outings - _Foxy Brown_ is no happy, slappy joyride. It’s rough cinema that often borders on the sadistic, and Foxy soaks up all manner of brutality in her dogged quest to burn the ladder to the underworld, one rung at a time. This fits with other aspects of the film’s edgy temper, which caught grief for its gratuitous depictions of sex, drugs, coarse language and wanton violence in the inner city. Of course, these elements are a large part of what made the sub-genre stand out, and what drew its audience, but they don’t carry much meaning here. At her best, Foxy is a strong, admirable woman, one who sees a moral decay and stabs at its heart, but often she just seems like a tragic figure who endures (and returns) trauma because that’s what’s expected. She puts herself in all manner of ridiculously stupid situations, pointlessly, then perseveres because her foes are equally brainless and/or shortsighted. Dumb, cheap storytelling that undercuts the pathos Grier was trying for. Do you feel sorry for the guy who leans over the guard rail and hits a train, or do you just wonder what he was expecting? There’s a short stretch where this film loses its dedication to grinding everyone into dust, drops its mask and embraces the inherent silliness of taking itself so damn seriously. It’s at the story’s very end, and the release feels wonderful, but it’s gone too soon and we’ve gotta earn it about six times over. Before that, _Foxy Brown_ is a ceaseless march of punishment. Punishment that’s set to a groovy soul soundtrack, features a parade of characters in stylish, uncomfortable clothes (Foxy even takes the time to make a significant wardrobe and hair change straight after her beau is executed), and boasts a large number of love scenes that border on softcore porn. Despite all that, it somehow manages to be boring, in addition to hollow, messy and low-rent. The juice just isn’t worth the squeeze.

It is the quintessence of blaxploitation, with a Pam Grier who does what is expected of her and does not disappoint.

This was my first blaxploitation film and I loved it! Pam Grier is awesome as Foxy Brown! She really is a whole lot of woman. This movie has everything, violence, family betrayal, sex and nudity, tenderness, revenge.....shall I go on?

Intresting movie. As far as I can reconsider my ver first "blaxploitation" movie (I didn't even know this genre existed) which is exactly like any other exploitation movie: You get violence in form of fistfights, shooting, and rape, there is love, there is sex, there are drugs, there are criminals, helpless cops, corrupt judges, prostitution and vigelanty justice - the only difference are the main cast being black. I found some of the depictions a bit stereotypical and there are some racist prejudices (like for instance "No family loyalty? I guess that is something those kinds don't have". But taken the time this was created into account it's okey I guess and depicts quite well what white people then thought of black people (a shame, but accurat contemporary testimonies). Other than that, the movie has not much to offer, acting is alright, the dialogs are not that great (except for the crazy one liners), action and violence is cheap (you can figure that they are not actually fighting a lot of the times), the fake blood looks horribly like paint :D But hey, it's a B-Movie. Not as much fun as modern B-movie remakes (such as Machete or Planet Terror), but still pretty neat. If you are into those kind of movies, or if you'd like to know where Quentin Tarantino get's his inspiration from (Jackie Brown is heavily inspired by Foxy Brown and Coffy), you should give this movie a whirl. But probably also if you are a cineophil, as this movie is probably one of the landmarks in the history of cinema, having a strong black female lead, that fights herself thoruhg an entire drugs cartell, as well as it being one of the more prominent blaxploitation movies.