This 2nd sequel to the original "Superfly" (1971) has another face portraying the super-smooth Priest, who has since been living as a legitimate businessman in Paris. The plot is a straight-up revenge story (Priest's former dealer buddy Eddie has been slain), it's just one that doesn't hold your interest at all. We've seen this done many times before, and much better. Nathan Purdee has the pretty-boy look (don't know where the hell he came from), but lacks the acting ability or charisma of Ron O'Neal. You don't give a hoot about him at all. (Whereas you wanted to see Ron O'Neal come out on top, in spite what he did for a living). Actually, Tico Wells (as Priest's back up man, Willy Green) and Samuel L. Jackson (as a buddy named Nate) steal this slow moving film with a highly implausible plot. Lot of shootings, plus a wasted Margret Avery in a quasi-love interest throwaway role (although she still looks great these days), and Carlos Carrasco as Hector ('Gigantor Ortiz' in "Speed") is the best thing this mediocre film has going for it. There is one other henchman named 'Joey' played by Leonard L. Jackson (not related to Sammy) who has the most annoying tee-hee laugh I've ever heard. Sig Shore is one lousy director. No style, some shots linger way too long, zero tension build, pace only picked up at the end. The cops were both stupid and annoying. The locales are true gritty NYC/Harlem all right, but this film is dry as a two-day old piece of toast you forgot to eat. I also see Nathan Pardee hasn't done much of anything else (other than one other film) since this came out in 1990. That tells me a LOT. Curtis Mayfield tries hard to recreate his killer original score (with a Hip-Hop twist) but ya just can't go back I suppose. This should've never been made.
