What is surprising is Oscar-winning actor Sidney Poitier didn't have an fifty-fifty more extensive directing career (at least ix films to his credit) considering "Permit's Exercise It Again" is deftly crafted and funny.
Believe it or not, that's quite impressive in an era (1970s so-chosen Blaxploitation films) hard pressed to find material suitable to African American actors and comedians. In fact by the mid 1970s a few "Allow'due south Practise It Over again" bandage members joined the NAACP in blasting Hollywood for the evident paucity of material and roles for talented blacks because much of what emerged was exploitive stereotypes and had the event of mainstreaming distorted ethnic and racial images.
In this picture, however, a bearded Nib Cosby (Baton Foster), clean-shaven Poitier (Clyde Williams) team upwardly every bit do-good Atlanta fraternal order brothers who play the odds to "con" threatening criminal punks so they could cheerfully give gambling winnings to a pet clemency. Of class, they have to impossibly hypnotize Jimmy Walker'due south reluctant and unlikely os thin boxer (Bootney Farnsworth) enabling him to successfully fight heavier and craftier opponents; convince their cute but reluctant wives to go in on the con and, later on pulling off a preposterous megabucks "sucker bet" caper, escape the played mobsters past hoofing information technology through a series of apartment buildings. In one of the movie house's longest and funniest foot chases always, the duo dashes through an unlocked flat door running smack into a dining room non quite interrupting a family dinner. The folks seated around the dining table are incredulous for a quick moment and, well, peradventure we should leave a few surprises.
The movie doesn't escape the "Mack" flamboyance of the decade, nor did it avert the abrasive 70s "wah-wah" disco soundtrack only it doesn't pander to the lowest common denominator evident in other movies whose stars were African American. On the other hand, performances by Denise Nicholas (Beth Foster), Calvin Lockhart, (Biggie Smalls) deliver a sense of dignity that would not have emerged under the hands of whatever lesser director in that era.
In the pre-Huxtable Cosby universe, a comic actor shines. Of course, Cosby had resisted such notions during his successful run of the NBC-Television receiver serial, playing down and turning away Emmy nominations for Best Thespian. In the younger Cosby's personna, at that place is none of the self-mocking. He's non playing a cuddly version of himself. He's perhaps funnier than anything he presented to the generation who grew up with the Huxtables and "Ghost Dad" (also directed by Sidney Poitier), which makes it plausible for younger viewers to grit off this more than than quarter-century former relic and go a kicking out of what Poitier was able to do with Timothy March and Richard Wesley's story and script.
Aside from non descending into the group of movies that fall under the category of 70s "exploitation flicks", there is no social comment here. "Permit'due south Practice Information technology Again" will give us a grittier maybe funnier Cosby than annihilation Generation Xers are likely to remember. If you desire to escape, indulge in popcorn and have a express joy, this is a fun film.
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