Gangsta meller “Turntable” doesn’t provide much that’s new alongside the usual doses of violence and sexploitation, but third directorial feature from Robert Patton-Spruill (“Body Count,” “Squeeze”) is a decently crafted genre piece that should satisfy those looking for just that. Already well-traveled on the black film festival circuit, its next stop should be DVD release, with cable sales also likely.
His tough cool exceeded only by that of club-owner boss Victor Slade (Tony Todd), Vincent (Russell G. Jones) is a jaded, whorehouse-raised player who was a platinum-selling record producer until his fortunes took a dive. Now he just wants to keep a low profile, DJ-ing at Slade’s and mostly fending off the women forever throwing themselves at him. But when his hotheaded younger siblings Andre and Jerome pull a drug-deal rip-off without making sure all their victims are dead, Vincent is dragged into the resulting mess, along with Victor’s sultry ex, Critter (Heather D. Lee), two squabbling cops, and various unfortunates who get between protags and the hitmen now chasing them down. Breecher Cotton’s colorful nightclub-noir lensing highlights the solid design/tech package. The hero’s pretentious, monotone narration is a minus.