Painfully pedestrian blaxploitation vehicle with that same-old, same-old "evil-mobster-wants-territory" plot. Black Samson makes a somewhat pathetically half-assed attempt to differentiate itself from the rest of the pack by having Samson wield a big stick instead of a big gun, and also by randomly throwing a lion into the mix. A lion that doesn't do much of anything, except sit there and make the film known as "the one with the lion that doesn't do much of anything, except sit there."
The whole affair is really standard and unmemorable, right down to the Choppin' Broccoli-esque theme song that sounds as if they rewrote the awesome Shaft tagline on a cocktail napkin 3 minutes before recording.
"What's his name?