Mary Poppins Returns
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While the hilarious karate and hallucinations that close the film are worth the wait, they don't justify the gleeful submission to the era's fads or the preachy, anti-drug crusade, both of which make Disco Godfather too inhibited for its own good.
Call it whatever you want; I call it a schlock masterpiece.
Rudy Ray Moore is a comic genius.
Putting the words 'disco' and 'godfather' in a title is already inviting trouble, but in execution the makers of this urban 'drama' not only embrace it, they downright make love to it.
Peerless camp blaxploitation.
By the late seventies Blaxploitation was all but dead but trust Moore to keep the torch burning. This movie is hilarious, especially when it tries to hammer home it's "drugs are bad" message. Fans of disco really need to see this as it's a fantastic time capsule of the era, featuring some brilliant footage of Moore MC'ing, urging the crowd to "Put your weight on it!". The soundtrack is a DJ's dream and I've started slipping it into my own Friday night sets. Moore tries to replicate the effects of Angel Dust to hilarious effect in the movie's bizarrely surreal climax.
Watchable for some occasionally hilarious one-liners, and to see the honest "stop doing drugs" message crash and burn along with horrible acting, a transparent plot, painfully bad "drug sequences", disco-dance sequences, laughable kung-fu "action" sequences... the list goes on.
A cinematic index of 70's stereotypes, classic badly-done Blaxploitation.
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