Disco Godfather

Now as the 'Disco Godfather', Rudy Ray Moore is on a mission to "Attack the Wack!", by instructing members of the community to "Put Your Weight On It!" in an attempt to get heavy on the growing PCP epidemic. Although, while the movie has a healthy amount of those patented motherfuckin' quirks and charms that I've come to love and expect with a movie made by Rudy Ray Moore and company, unfortunately in between those fun bits, there's a decent amount of filler throughout this funky anti-drug PSA.

Imagine watching a super cheap disco-themed anti-drug PSA for over an hour, then randomly flipping channels between a live exorcism, a Double Dragon game and Jacob's Ladder for the last 10 minutes. That's Disco Godfather. The acting is so gloriously bad I might've cried a few times, and I couldn't not giggle at the disco scenes. Punch the air every time you hear someone say 'angel dust' and by the end of the movie you've created a wormhole through space and/or time in your own living room.

Bizarrely brilliant, especially when it turns into a David Lynch movie in the last twenty minutes. Sometimes drags, though -- how many shots of disco dancing do we need? Best scene hands down is the jogger stopping by and instantly kicking ass.

I can't explain why I keep watching blaxploitation movies, but one day it may kill me.

An anti-drug plot that is both ludicrous and afterschool-special trite, framed with a lackluster police procedural motif -- even if the effervescent Rudy Ray Moore is involved -- seems like it would be a bad idea. And yeah, this is pretty bad. This movie is mildly amusing if you're mildly amused by the chasmic differences between your white ass and black people, but otherwise you're pretty safe to ignore it.

Score is meaningless as usual. If you like Moore, you will appreciate it on some level. If not, you won't. On the plus side, it actually follows through with its 'concept', Moore has fun with the disco angle, even though he probably didn't like it, and the ending is genuinely bonkers. There are more chest shots than butt shots too, but it's clear that he was out of ideas, losing touch and on the way out, just like disco itself.

If you don’t find this movie fun, then you’re probably on angel dust and mist be exorcised! Bizzare, charming, bad action filled and earnest. And somehow a less preachy anti drug film than most after school specials.

Seeing this was a Rudy Ray Moore starring film I was hoping for more humor. The script is odd and there are plenty of weird scenes and moments in this movie. Overall this movie is disappointing.

Not nearly as good as Dolemite but still worth seeing.

Sequins + poor DP = world record for lens flares in a motion picture.

Grossly incompetent yet utterly hypnotic.

Just as tacky as "The Human Tornado", but with less nudity from the man himself. while not always successful, Rudy does try to do more with the script than the last flick and still all the things Human Tornado had going for it. I of course have it on DVD. (RIP Rudy, you da MAN!)