This is one of the best, certainly one the most honest, black-themed films I have ever seen. It is easy to call it racist, especially when you do not bother to define this near-meaningless term. Despite what the previous commentator thinks, whites have historically functioned in a thoroughly negative, self-serving fashion in the lives of blacks. This film dramatizes this more effectively than any other I have seen. This is especially evident in the fact that the central male character presents himself as a liberal presuming to enlighten the young black girl while actually dealing death. It is significant that the scriptwriter has him use anti-spiritual rhetoric associated with the black militants of several decades ago. In this way, viewers are alerted to the insidious, indirect ways in which presumptuous white people and their "native" imitators impose their toxic values. This has nothing to do with politics since both right and left wing are equally poisonous and lethal. It is worth pointing out that the script is by a white writer (the man who did the interesting and very different "Red Meat") not a black one, although the late Gregory Hines, the director, is black.