If you can get an appointment to see Mr. Jonathan at his salon, you will likely be getting more than your do done. His is a full service salon that doesn't like to let the ladies down. Located on the beautiful Sunset Strip in Los Angeles of the mid-seventies, the action switches from perfumed bedrooms to the mean streets. Mr. Jonathan's lovely receptionist is threatened by the mob and he is forced to lay down his loving hand and take up arms (and chain saws) to clean-up a dirty situation. Like I said, Mr. J is a full service dude. And this is blaxploitation done right with lots of skin and righteous violence.