Title: Fitfully amusing, but ultimately sad.
Product review: Anyone who doesn't cringe at the sight of the kid pointing at Richard Pryor in a store screaming "I want the black one! The BLACK ONE!" probably thinks that White Gentrification is worth considering. While Pryor and Gleason occasionally rise above the material, the overall effect of the kid treating a black man as a plaything is creepy and just plain gross. Why didn't the producers just have the kid shoot caps and yell "DANCE!" while Pryor did soft shoe and played the horn pipe? As a sad footnote: Scott Schwartz, who played the kid, is now an adult film star. I kid you not. Look on the IMDB.
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