T.N.T. Jackson (1975).
T.N.T. Jackson (former Playboy Playmate Jeanne Bell) is a high-kickin’, trash-talkin’ sistah from the ‘hood who travels to the Far East to seek her lost brother, only to get caught up in the international drug trade. But don’t try to understand any more of the story beyond that — it’s hopeless.
This kung fu/blaxploitation hybrid tries to jump on the bandwagon that combined the era’s two hottest grindhouse trends, but it just wound up with the worst of both worlds — wooden acting, incomprehensible plot, bad dialogue, spastic editing, poor lighting, the works. Wu-Tang would be ashamed.
The one good thing it has going for it, though, is the wardrobe. Some of the finest, funkiest ’70s fashions are on display here and provide the best reason to keep watching.
“Yo’ too fine for all this fightin’.”
The script was co-written by a pair of actors — Roger Corman stalwart Dick Miller (best known for his roles in AIP cheapies like “The Little Shop of Horrors,” “Bucket of Blood” and “Piranha”) and Ken Metcalfe (a mainstay of ’70s and ’80s martial arts cinema, in films like “Enter the Ninja” and “Bamboo Gods and Iron Men”).
The far superior “Cleopatra Jones and the Casino of Gold” (1975).
Take a Look:
The trailer (Warning! Boobies!):