I agree with most of the reviews here. I am the child actress Debbie Kinkad. I did not have any formal training and I'm not sure if the others did, but I think they did. I however had an amazing time and great experience filming when I was young. It truly is a bad movie, however the storyline was great!This is absolutely a low budget movie as I didn't get paid. I didn't have a clue it even was put on tape or DVD, as I had not seen the movie until I was in my forties. Someone searching my name and asked me about it. So I had to do a search for myself and it popped up under my name as the original name of the movie was changed, from SuperBlack to this.

A black doctor and his family move to the fancy white suburbs and are met with incredible racism from his new neighbors. He also gets some grief from some in the black community for 'abondoning his people'. You really feel sorry for these people. Eventually, the hatred for these people is so severe that the racists are even willing to kill. The family's only apparent hope is a local black power group--but even they can't protect them 24-7. Ultimately, their hope comes in a VERY bizarre form--a brand new black superhero...Abar! It was very surprising that the first hour of the film was, despite the cheapness, very compelling. Addressing racist attitudes in the fancy suburbs was a very timely idea---though I will be the first to admit that it was handled with all the subtlety of a 2x4 upside your head! It went way too far in handling this, though the emotional toll on the family was well portrayed. As another reviewer pointed out, it was good at addressing the justifiable frustrations in black America. Unfortunately, after the first hour, it literally looks as if they threw away the script and started over--and the entire film changed so dramatically it seemed insane. And, considering where it went next, insane is the best way to describe it!! Yes, Abar becomes a super-hero of sorts after getting a miraculous potion from the doctor. With it, he has amazing mental powers--powers to help prostitutes beat up their pimps, black men to stop playing dice and get educated and other ways that force his community to clean up its act. And Abar's hero outfit? It's a blue leisure suit! Now this sounds stupid and bizarre. Well, it is bizarre but surprisingly non-stupid and interesting throughout. For a cheapo film with seemingly nothing going for it, it's surprisingly fun to watch and has some amazing depth.

"Abar, The First Black Superman" sounds good due to the title, but really this is a huge mess of a film, even though it is fun to watch (despite the brutality).A black family led by an established and successful doctor (nice new shiny Caddy he has) moves into a very nice (a.k.a. "white") neighborhood, where they encounter racism by pretty much everyone who is white. Right away, all the whiteys are picketing, tossing trash on the property, and even calling their little black children names like "picaninny," before escalating to much worse things, such as trying to blow up the house, attempted rape, and much worse.The movie is actually racist in that it makes every single white person racist against blacks, even when (not to give anything away) really bad things happen to the black family. There's not a single white person in the whole movie that pretty much wouldn't fit right at home with KKK.Anyhows, Abar and his militant black gang take care of various whiteys and Abar himself stays at the family's home to protect them (because he's being paid). All the while, he complains that the doctor he is protecting turned his back on "the brothers" by moving into whitey's 'hood. It turns out the doc is working on a serum to give someone superhuman powers, and Abar finally takes it and becomes a superhero.But does he perform feats of strength and become a crime fighter? Despite what it looks like, no. Instead, his powers consist of making a constant "swoosh" noise every time he does something seemingly supernatural, and these things are downright hilarious. He sees a bunch of bums drinking wine bottles, which he turns into milk bottles. He sees teenagers getting high and wasting time, so he turns them into college graduates (complete with the outfit!). He sees a preacher get into his big shiny new car, which he turns into a horse and carriage (which the crowd outside with the preacher doesn't find odd at all apparently). He then causes grief for various bad whiteys around town. He does stop one crime - he makes a purse-snatcher keep running until he's exhausted and he returns the purse.There is a downright hilarious scene near the end, where this mean 'ol (very attractive) white woman finally apologizes to the black family, only to then reveal a startling revelation!The acting (especially the doctor) is totally abysmal (hilarious) and most of these people only appeared in this film. If you like movies that are so bad that they are good, this is definitely one to watch.

Successful and respected black doctor Kenneth Kincade (the hopelessly wooden J. Walter Smith, who comes across like a poor man's William Marshall) and his family move into an affluent California suburb populated by grotesquely hateful and intolerant evil snobby white jerks. Said jerks not only protest in front of the Kincade's house and leave a coffin on the front lawn, but also string up the family's pet cat after they brutally butcher the poor kitty. Dr. Kincade enlists the aid of bold and fearsome black militant Abar (bald, charismatic Tobar Mayo) and his followers to protect his family. After his son gets killed by the vile racists, Dr. Kincade injects Abar with an experimental serum that makes him indestructible and gives him special psychic powers. Sporting an immaculate blue suit and red shirt, Abar decides to clean up the streets: Among the good deeds he performs are turning wine into milk, making a purse snatcher return his stolen item to its rightful owner, forcing a bunch of graffiti artists to repaint a wall they just defaced, and, best of all, unleashing a hurricane and plague of rats on the wholly deserving Caucasian villains. Boy, is this one fabulously freaky and stunningly clunky micro-budget blaxploitation oddity: Frank Packard's plodding (mis)direction, James Smalley's talky, yet genuinely offbeat and unpredictable script, the authentically grimy inner city Los Angeles locations, the endearingly amateurish acting by a no-name cast (Roxie Young as Ms. Kincade cops the grand booby prize; check out her big crack-up scene after discovering the mangled body of her murdered son), Ron Garcia's rough, static cinematography, the infrequent ineptly staged action scenes, the funky 70's TV cop show-style score, and the totally unexpected from out in left field uplifting conclusion all make this deliciously loopy doozy one of the single most gloriously weird and original jaw-droppers produced during the 70's blaxploitation craze. Must be seen to be (dis)believed.