Realistic filming on the streets of Harlem, plus a groovy soundtrack courtesy of Curtis Mayfield, almost makes blaxploitation crime-drama worth sitting through. Ron O'Neal plays Priest, a cocaine dealer with a criminal record who loves the ladies, drives around New York City in a pimped-out Cadillac Eldorado, and snorts blow using the crucifix around his neck. Priest wants to retire from the life after scoring one last deal: selling 30 kilos of coke. He tells his girlfriend, "I wanna buy myself some time, baby. Time that isn't all f****d up with things we gotta do!" The ugly dialogue is a chore to listen to, but O'Neal cuts a suave, assured presence and there are some tense action scenes in the midst of the wayward drama and race issues (the abusive cops being all white). Made for $58,000, the film turned a $4,000,000 profit and was popular enough in urban markets to warrant a sequel the following year ("Super Fly T.N.T."), directed by the returning O'Neal. *1/2 from ****