Doug Dillaman’s review published on Letterboxd :
Quite surprised to discover that, barring the last sentence, my review of The Post applies equally here. Feels like Spike came in at the last minute and added a bunch of shit to the screenplay for the hell of it (like that terrible bit where for no reason Driver talks about how much he likes OJ, an intentional and painful echo of the much more sharply written scene in DO THE RIGHT THING about Michael Jackson and Prince), and either took out the stuff that gave Stallworth any background or it was never there in the first place. And the end? Sure, I cried, because it's brutal (as I recognized when I saw it a year ago in that Vice doco). But you could put it at the end of BLACK AGENT LUCKY KING and it would be equally brutal. And trust me, that ain't a good movie. Either.