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Saturday, August 18, 2012

Steve's Church-less Movie Of The Week: Part One ...

I've decided to do a double feature. Haven't done one of those in a while.

The first movie goes up tonight. That's the one you're on right now. And part two will appear on sunday morning.

Enjoy ...

Yoinked from wikipedia and the good folks at ...

"Disco Godfather (also known as The Avenging Disco Godfather) is a 1979 action film starring Rudy Ray Moore and Carol Speed, directed by J. Robert Wagoner and released by Transvue Pictures.

Commonly considered a blaxploitation film, the plot centers on Moore's character, a retired cop, who owns and operates a disco and tries to shut down the local angel dust dealer after his nephew gets 'whacked out' on the drug. The film also served as the debut of prominent black character actor Keith David, who has an unbilled bit part as a patron in the nightclub.

An alternate title for this film is 'Avenging Disco Godfather' which adds a fun twist to an already bizarre title. Even more surprising is that the title is not an attempt to obsfucate the plot. Rudy Ray Moore's character is a popular disco DJ and Bucky's godfather, and when Bucky ends up in the hospital after using PCP, Rudy Ray Moore takes on the underground drug empire.

The 'disco' part is the reason you should not go into this movie unawares. When the film starts, we are inside of a hopping disco club. Get used to the disco; you are going to see a lot of it. You are also going to see a lot of the disco club's patrons, henceforth known as the disco dancers. Collectively, the disco dancers are the film's main character. I am harping on this, but you just cannot imagine how much disco padding the film contains until you see it.

Grand Master of Ceremonies for planet disco is our protagonist, Tucker Williams. He keeps the club filled with music and is prone to memorable comments that, while making little sense, are so catchy that you cannot help but to repeat them. In fact, the litmus test to positively identify if a person has ever come in contact with 'Disco Godfather' is to tell them 'Put your weight on it!' You do not have to wait forty-eight hours to read the results. If you say, 'Put your weight on it!' to someone and they laugh, smile, or giggle, then they have definitely been exposed to this movie.

Parts of this movie are entertainingly bad, including pieces of the poorly realized drug trips. I could even laugh at the disco up to a point. What happens is that the absurd padding goes on for too long. It overstays its welcome. After five minutes, I had had enough disco. Ten minutes of disco and I was visibly upset. Fifteen minutes of exposure caused me to emotionally shut down. If you want to see a grown man sulk, all you have to do is make him watch twenty minutes of disco (or deny him nookie). The nookie denial is probably more certain to cause the sulking, because some men do like disco. However, we all hate being denied nookie; it makes us act like petulant three-year-olds.

For the love of God, make love, not disco."

Steve's Snacks Of The Week:
More Coffee
Fruit Punch
Asthma Medicine
Internet Porns

... AND NOW, Steve and this blog are both PROUD to once again present today's Church-less Movie of the Week in its entirety FOR FREE!

But lets go over a few rules first. There's no talking in Steve's Theater during our feature presentation and all talkers will be forced to smell the stinky body scent of Mr. W. Perry of Sacramento, a fate worse than death! Smelling his sweaty stench will have you begging for a death that will not come!

Also, no cell phones or African-American berries in the theater. No littering. Please dispose of all trash in its proper receptacle. And NO TEXTING during the movie! Focus! I am VERY serious about that rule.

And be sure to dim your headlights (where applicable).


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