Black Dynamite
Friday night I was sitting around the office (decrepit warehouse) with nothing to do. Idiot Chittix was out servicing humans and Patches was stumbling around the Grizzly Rose, presumably for brains to eat but I can’t imagine him finding any there. Oh! Snap! Did I just make a slight against country folk?
Anyway, I love movies and decided to check out the Midnights at the Esquire movie for this week called Black Dynamite. I had no idea what this movie was before going in other than it was a comedy about blacksploitation films and after seeing it, I’m very glad I took a chance on it.
Basically, there probably wasn’t a single minute where I wasn’t laughing. It’s basically Shaft meets Austin Powers. The lead, Black Dynamite, is an ex-CIA turned cop turned rogue who, when learns of his brother’s death following an undercover sting, sets out looking for vengeance which leads him from following a trail of smack on the streets, to fighting a chinese scientist who’s developed a potion that makes your dick shrink secretly behind the twisted scheme of Richard Nixon. And by the end, Black Dynamite and “Tricky Dick” have a nunchuck fight in the oval office.
Some of the best gags include when a boom mic falls into the scene while Dynamite tries to give some expository dialog and he keeps glancing up at it without breaking his monologue. Or when he’s practicing kung fu and can magically appear from different sides of the screen. Or when Dynamite and his gang spend 5 minutes cracking the dick shrinking scheme in the longest, most roundabout way ever involving ancient myths and how they relate to things. Or when Dynamite kicks in a door with a grandma on the other side… oh it sucks I’m the only one who saw this because my writing can’t do it justice.
So anyway, Black Dynamite just became one of my top-ten movies of the year. Sadly it’s in limited release so the next chance you’ll probably get to see it is in February on DVD or Blu-ray. So when the time comes, do yourself a favor. I ain’t talkin’ no jive.