After being away for much of the last month, I finally got to have a date with Anne on Saturday night.
The original plan was to watch Forbidden Zone on DVD (remember those?) but I stupidly bought the color version, and I wanted Anne to see it in glorious black and white, so we went to the on-demand section of Netflix to find something that would entertain, without being too serious. I recalled one of my friends raving about Black Dynamite a few months ago, and Netflix said that I'd probably give it 5 stars, so we paid the ticket and took the ride, and were completely on board within the first three minutes of the movie. There may have been some high fiving and jive talking from the two of us, or I may have made that up; we'll never know for sure and I ain't telling.
"This is everything I wanted Grindhouse to be," I told Anne when it was over.
"This reminds me of when we were dating," she said. "I'm so glad we watched this!"
Let me explain: when we were dating, we watched tons of bad 70s movies, and our favorites were the Blaxploitation films like Coffy, Cleopatra Jones, and of course Shaft. We loved those movies so much, that when we got married, we walked into our reception to the theme from Shaft. For reals.
Black Dynamite the greatest homage to Blaxploitation this side of I'm Gonna Git You Sucka. It's clever, it's self-aware, it's a whole lot of fun, and it looks and sounds fantastic.
I love movies like this that aren't afraid to take risks, that aren't focus-grouped into an unsatisfying beige paste, that are unapologetic and proud to be different. If you like the same things I like, I think you'll want to give it 5 stars and a thousand upboats, too.