When former NFL star John Bookman returns to his hometown, he's disgusted with the fact that the local gangs now running the place are taking their "ganging" so very lightly. Drive by shootings you say? How sad - bookman prefers an old school beating with a baseball bat. Bookman sets out to take back the streets with the help of the locals and a few of the other "original Rebels." The film is an obvious attempt to recapture the magic of the 70's blacksploitation films. For the most part, it fails. If you're a fan of those old films, you would think this one would work as well, it has all the necessary pieces. Fred Williamson, Jim Brown, Pan Frier, Richard Roundtree, goofy violence, corny fist fights, screwy characters, and a script that pays no attention whatsoever to that kooky little word, reality. Despite having all the right pieces, the movie still doesn't work. Replacing that kitchy 70's feel with a 90's not yet kitchy, and more annoying feel just doesn't feel right. "Saved By The Bell" meets "Coffey" was never going to work, no matter how good the intentions of the filmmakers. Skip this one, and watch "Hammer" instead.