“I just don’t want anything happening to my man.”–“Sugar” Hill
“Nothin’ gonna happen. Nothin’ gonna happen, Sugar.”–Langston
With this kind of dialogue occurring moments after a stirring rendition of “Supernatural Voodoo Woman”, you know that something is damn well going to happen!
After thugs representing a criminal named Morgan (Robert Quarry, Count Yorga, Vampire) threaten Langston (Larry Don Johnson), then attack him outside of his nightclub–all of the thugs wearing stockings on their faces yet otherwise totally recognizable from moments before I might add–they leave him dead in the parking lot. Langston’s girlfriend, Diana “Sugar” Hill (Marki Bey), vows revenge on Morgan and his gang by seeking out some good old fashioned voodoo justice courtesy of friends Mama Maitresse (Zara Cully, The Jeffersons) and Baron Samedi (Don Pedro Colley, Beneath the Planet of the Apes).
If you can’t figure out what happens next, you’re just not ready for Sugar Hill!
There’s no way in hell a movie like Sugar Hill would fly today, unless it was done as a parody similar to I’m Gonna Git You Sucka or Hollywood Shuffle. It’s purely a product of the seventies when you couldn’t swing a dead cat without hitting some sort of weird exploitation film (with Sugar Hill firmly falling under the subgenre of “Blaxpoitation“). The movie has rampant use of unflattering dialogue and scenes that are demeaning, particularly to African-Americans. However, Sugar Hill is also primarily targeted to that audience mostly because it’s meant to be a revenge film against the ruthless, powerful white men who constantly underestimate and undermine the black characters. Morgan and his gang are despicable people who more than deserve their comeuppance and are systematically dispatched by pretty imaginative methods thanks to the long dead Haitian zombies.
For as silly as it is, Sugar Hill isn’t without its charms. Don Pedro Colley is gloriously over the top as voodoo priest Baron Samedi and easily the best thing about the film. It’s also nice to see the movie hearken back to the original use of a zombie army where they are used more as mindless dead walkers under someone’s control rather than flesh eating ghouls made popular by 1968’s Night of the Living Dead.
Would I recommend Sugar Hill? Absolutely! I’ve always been a fan of films of the seventies, regardless of the genre, and Sugar Hill would work as part of an entertaining double feature alongside another campy zombie film like Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things or, even better, paired with the fantastic Blacula. It’s by no means a great film but I believe almost every movie can be enjoyed if you take it at face value. Sugar Hill isn’t meant to be a meaningful work of art, just a rollicking good piece of exploitation that can help you pass the time while putting a smile on your face.
Sugar Hill is available on DVD from Amazon.
Sugar Hill grade: C