100 Kilos

I'll just say it straight up! This film gets a thumbs up from me!! I loved the way this film was shot along with the characters. All the actors did such a good job. Great job in casting! Bravo to writer/director Rod Scott. I thoroughly enjoyed his story. It held my interest throughout. He did a terrific job in keeping the film moving along at a solid pace. Again, this one gets a "thumbs up" from me!

First, I have to mention how underrated Glenn Plummer is as an actor. I've seen even more recent films of his (this film was released in 2001) and he's always captivating. This role as drug dealer Rick Ross (not the hip hop artist) should have won him more recognition than it did. He truly brought some magic to the screen and to this story based on an infamous criminal. Ross was an OG, and so is Plummer.

Great locations. Cool Cars. Really good acting. Tremendous performances by Glenn Plummer and Dwayne Adway. Reminds me a bit of Training Day

Yo! Da ghetto boyz r in da hood. Deyz in da houze. Deyz everywhere...

Ok, we all (more or less) know about Ronand Regan and company all having some involvement in selling drugs for the Contra Rebels. Yes this was the biggest case of political corruptness the United States has ever seen and will ever see for some time. Of course since all the media for the most part are owned by global corporations that have no interest in doing stories on a subject matter that protrays them in a bad light, we heard very little about it (unless you went to independant news sources like the Guardian).

As awful a crime as this was (govt essentially brokering deals to bring in drugs to the urban areas for sales to raise funds for military projects abroad), this movie was worse. I won't go into the 3 digit budget this film commands. I won't go into the fine cinematography or the well written and scripted plot. It sucked, plain and simple. If you have nothing better than assisted breathing to do, then this fime might be on your, "i'll get around to it someday but I am in no rush" list.

A couple of urban boyz (when not on a well kept tennis court) decided to do something better in life other than stealing cars for a living. So they sold drugs. Sold more drugs, read poorly scripted curse words, drove a nonfunctioning prop car around and met the cast of Super Fly and I am Gonna Git You Sucka.

If life is like this in the urban world (I haven't seen anything like this in LA, Baltimore, DC or NYC) then basically the boyz need to get up of their asses and stop being in movies like this. Selling drugs looks like a good idea compared to being in a movie like this. In addition most of the people inthis movie used fake names out of embarrassment I suspect. Alan Smithee even used a fake name for this film.

This wretchedly edited narrative is salvaged from being utter dreck because it does not kowtow to corporate principles of glamour presentation. The acting is amateurish to a fault but genuine in portraying the character of East L.A. as it was and largely still is, less the ready availability of automatic weapons. My greatest regret was that it fails to show Freeway Rick's actual modus operandi. For those seeking the facts underpinning this recount, cf. Gary Webb's reportage instigated by Freeway Rick's testimony from San Diego MCC. Further substantiation is available from both volumes of Maxine Waters' federal congressional hearings which ultimately compelled admission that intelligence agencies did indeed know this perverse corruption of minority mores was the result of surreptitiously underwritten proxy warfare.