Rough around the edges but never dull, Black Caesar punches above its weight for much of its runtime. It opens with swagger—setting up a revenge arc laced with righteous fury—and for a while, it marches like a street-level Scarface. But somewhere in the middle, the story hits fast-forward, skipping beats that might’ve given the rise-and-fall arc more weight.
Still, there’s plenty to admire. Fred Williamson carries it with stone-faced charisma, and James Brown’s soundtrack does more than keep pace—it practically drives the action. Some scenes catch you off guard, not just for their sudden violence but for how raw and pointed they feel. One moment in particular is as ugly as it is unforgettable.
It doesn’t all hold together, but there’s real energy here, and a few flashes of something deeper beneath the genre grit. Black Caesar might veer off course, but it circles back with just enough punch to make the journey worthwhile.