Who payed the critics

In truth, there is barely enough story here to make a film.

The tone of this movie is interesting -- the stakes are both dramatic and high, but it's balanced with a lot of fun, tongue and cheek dialogue.

Worth seeing just to witness how winsome it is.

Private Eye Al Connors is the smoothest private investigator since John Shaft. Born and bred in Harlem, but now living down in Fort Lauderdale, where he is an investigator for hire. In a similar plot line to "Shaft," Connors is hired by a local Drug Lord, to locate and bring home, his daughter, who has been kidnapped by a ruthless crime lord, "Big Daddy." This movie was obviously made with an extremely low budget, but also with the passion and dedication of a team of people who have a deep love and respect for film. Those faulting any movie for being "cheap," simply don't get it. We have all seen movies that cost many millions of dollars, that don't have one tenth the heart and soul, and style, of "The Guy From Harlem." It's all here; flashy clothes, sexy ladies, (and men,), beautiful classic cars, funky music. In short, this is a perfect example of the Independent/Blaxploitation genre. And this movie is SEXY. Loye Hawkins (Al Connors) is one good looking, light-skinned black dude with green eyes, who drives a red Cadillac , and wears his suits tight. And Cathy Davis (Wanda) has awesome 70's sex appeal. The story moves along at a brisk pace, and the dialog is sharp and often funny. There is a little nudity, but the film never becomes sleazy. Of course it's no masterpiece, but I have to wonder at all the nasty comments and low ratings. Who are those people, and why are they searching out this kind of movie, if they don't get it? Recommended for fans of TRUE independent, renegade cinema, crime thrillers, or those just looking for some beautiful 70's nostalgic cinema.

The 1970s had some bad fashions for sure. Occasionally a man might wear stripes with plaid. A hairstyle might be slightly over ambitious, but this excellent movie takes it a tiny step further. I am sure this movie was bankrolled by Crayola to introduce its Fall lineup of mismatch colors. Every scene in every room mixes a pastel Florentine curve wallpaper with a day glow shag rug. And that somehow looks tame compared to the men's suits. The fight scenes appear to have been done slowly and sped up and then done quickly and slowed down. The producer did not have a budget for a second take of any scene. I know that, because if there were a second take they certainly would have used that instead of what they have in this horrid cinematic slop trough. I think there might be a worse film somewhere. If they did a sequel to this it could be worse, maybe. Hopefully the Producers and cast members are still doing hard time somewhere for Assault on a movie audience. The writer should have been sent to a juvenile facility to be rehabilitated. I am sure the writer could not have been more than 11 judging from the dialog. Oh, and let me add, Boo. Bad Show, Old Boy.

Is this the worst film ever? No, because it's funny!! It is as out there as Mad TV's "Dolemite," the blaxpoitation spoof. It actually helps that Mill Creek's print has scratches, blotches, and frame jumps. "Guy" is the epic saga of private eye Al Connors, who guards African first ladies and fights Big Daddy. You get... CLASSIC 70s DECOR AND POLYESTER: dark rust shag carpets, the world's ugliest motel painting, molded blue plastic receptionists' desks, men in the kind of print suits that 5-year-old boys wear to weddings, and lovely rotary dial phones that inflate the run time. FLUFFED DIALOG (although there may have been no script; the scenes play like the amateur cast was told to hit the plot points in their own words.) There are strange pauses, especially in Steve Gallon's scenes, where the actors search for their next topic. DOWN HOME ACCENTS: Mrs. Ashanti: Tell me, where are you from? Al: Harlem. Mrs. Ashanti: Oh, wow, I spent six month in Harlem. OR...Secretary: Can I have your name and the nature of your business? Harry De Bauld: Sweetie, I got an answer for bofe of those questions. You got 2 questions, I got one answer: NONE O' YO' DAMN BIDNESS!! ACTION SCENES... staged the way 3rd graders play commando. Yes, it's mostly dialog scenes in blowsy color. But watch it for Wanda DeBauld and her kidnapper yelling "Eat s___!" back and forth. Watch Al's secretary, earth's slowest typist. Watch Harry (Steve Gallon) bellow his lines three times louder than the other actors. Dig the wah-wah guitar behind all the fight scenes. Make a guess at production costs: $2000, including the motel rooms?? Bad Movie Heaven.

First off.despite some comments,this is not the worst movie ever made.There is no doubting the facts that it contains awful acting,amateur direction and production values,however its not the snooze fest some truly "bad" movies are.I quite enjoyed the ludicrous hero who seduces every woman he meets(within mins) and beats people up employing no fighting skills whatsoever.I like the fact the same interiors are used for different locations and the dialogue is corny as hell and delivered terribly.There's plenty of laughs to be had so its never truly boring.If you want bad movies try Curse of the Headless Horseman,Cannibal Terror,The Killing Edge or Black Devil Doll from Hell! The Guy From Harlem is far more entertaining than those stinkers. Now where can I find the sequel?