Jim Brown plays a former Green Beret captain named "Slaughter" who is shocked to hear that his parents have been killed by a car bomb. He then discovers that the reason for this was because his father knew some details about an underworld crime boss named "Mario Felice" (Norman Alfe) and his subordinate, "Dominic Hoffo" (Rip Torn) has taken it upon himself to kill them. Although the information is rather sketchy, Slaughter decides to take matters into his own hands and kills one of the men he thinks was responsible. But this ruins a Department of the Treasury stakeout and as a result the person in charge of it "A. W. Price" (Cameron Mitchell) coerces Slaughter to work for them in exchange for not pressing murder charges against him. Naturally, Slaughter agrees and he is soon headed to South America to hunt for the person who ordered the hit on his parents. Anyway, rather than disclosing the rest of the story I'll just say that this was a basic crime-drama which featured plenty of action but other than a couple of interracial love scenes between Jim Brown and Stella Stevens (as Dominic's mistress named "Ann") there really wasn't anything that remarkable about it. But this was 1972 after all and racial tensions were more predominant back then. In any case, the acting was mediocre (at best) and the movie suffered because of it. That said I rate this movie as average---but nothing more than that.

Take it for what it is...entertainment. Slaughter delivers. Plenty of action, shooting, punching, stabbing, etc. Slaughter takes on the mob and turns them out al dente. Rip Torn is suitably hateful as the Mafia hit man. Stella Stevens is incredibly delicious in and out of her bikini. Slaughter spends the entire film kicking butt on those cheese suckin', mother ------' mafia racists. Great car chases, I might add. I liked it when Slaughter just sped up to the mafia estate in his Mustang, skidded across the courtyard, let the door fly open, and start shooting. One dumb scene at the beginning: Slaughter's dad gets blown up by a car bomb. His car is engulfed in flames while the camera lingers on the inferno. The next scene, we see Slaughter in the ER waiting room. The doctor comes out of surgery and tells Slaughter that his dad didn't make it. Uhhh...I guess the paramedics had to sweep him up in a dustpan to get him to the hospital.

I'm all for 1970s low-budget exploitation films but Slaughter failed to satisfy. The plot, if there is one, is confused, as if the first reel was missing. After Billy Preston's lame theme song you are dropped into the middle of a confusing story about the mafia, or maybe Mexican mobsters, who kill star Brown's parents in the first 10 seconds. Why? I still don't know. Something about a computer. From there the tale meanders with little action and some really bad acting. That can be forgiven if the film is at least a little fun but there's not much of that either.Brown's 'Hell Up in Harlem" is a lot more fun and makes a lot more sense.

***SPOILERS*** Predictable blood splattered shoot em up flick with that baddest of all bad dudes Jim Brown in the role of the ex-Green Beret butt-kicker Slaughter who's out to get those who had his parents iced in a flaming car bomb explosion.Sent on a mission by the US Treasury Dept. to far off Mexico to get the goods on the Felice Mob Slaughter is more then eager to find the man who was responsible for his parents murder but is kept on a short ease, like an out of control pit bull, by A.W Price, Cameron Mitchell, the US Government Agent who sent him there. It's seems from past experience that Slaughter likes to do things his way, shoot first and ask questions later, which is contrary to US foreign policy as well as doesn't, by putting innocent as well as guilty people in the morgue, make good sense.With beady eyed Harry, Don Godon, as his sidekick Slaughter does a bit of slaughtering himself by taking on the Felice Mob who are in the process of setting up a major drug distribution center south of the border. Mob Boss Felice played by Norman Alfe in his first and only movie appearance, and from the looks of his ham acting you can see why, is really not that into violence feeling that it's bad for business but his right hand man Hoffo, Rip Torn, a blood thirsty psychopath is.Hoffo with his sour puss face looking like he overdosed on a king size bottle of Tabasco Sauce is also the man who had Slaughter's parents killed. In that "Pop" Slaughter was in on some kind of deal involving computers that he kept from his boss Mario Felice that was in danger of blowing his entire drug operation. It's that Hoffo had this done without Felice's authorization that had Slaughter go into action. This was something, using unnecessary violence, that Felice was dead set against and with him finding out that Hoffo is responsible for all this Hoffo's days are numbered. That's if Hoffo doesn't get to him first!Jim Brown does it all in "Slaughter" without as much as breaking a sweat. Besides him doing more then his share of slaughtering the bad guys Brown also finds time to get in on with Hoffo's girlfriend, or better yet sex slave, the blond busty and wide eyed Ann played by Stella Stevens. Even though he's ordered by his boss A.W Price to hold off the shooting until the calvary, or the US Treasury Agents, arrives Slaughter is so good at his job, of slaughtering, that there was nothing left of the Felice Mob, including Felice himself, by the time they arrived for them to arrest!