I couldn't resist this movie. I have seen the well-acclaimed black cinema projects such as Coffy, Super Fly, and who can forget the luscious and sexy Shaft - which is think this film is based most upon.In this VERY campy slap-stick comedy of a 70s spoofed film, Black Dynamite takes place in Los Angeles, or so it is filmed. I really like how well thought out everything seemed. The acting is obviously so cheesy that it does not even matter if someone is off at all.The one thing I really could not stand was the COLOR CORRECTION. Some parts were just a little too saturated, darkening up certain spots, making it hard to see.This film is definitely unique from all the other spoof-grind-house films that have come out recently. Its duologue is witty.. very witty. I actually died laughing out loud a good mount of times. One of my favorite lines is when Black Dynamite goes back to apologize to the first lady at-the-time, Patricia Nixon, for "pimp-slapping" her\/\/:BD: First Lady, I'm sorry I pimp-slapped you into that china cabinet. I used excessive force. Oftentimes, I cross the line, but I try to do so in the name of what's right. Most of the time, the ends justifies the means. But in this case, I feel like I betrayed my own code of ethics. And for that, SUGAR, I apologize.PATRICIA NIXON: But I shot at you. I tried to kill you, Black Dynamite.BD: This is true, but you did not connect. You shot a plate. Had you connected, pimp-slapping you into that china cabinet might have been justified. But I feel I crossed the line. And for that, please accept my apology.-- Michael Mendez

Black Dynamite is one of those hidden gems that once you'll discover, it will automatically be added in your "top 10" & "must see on a weekly basis" lists. You're probably wondering why I sort of contradict myself by calling it one of the best comedies of all time, and not scoring it a 10/10, but instead giving it a solid 8. Well, I tell you, just like "The Man" tells Black Dynamite at the climax confrontation: "there's a perfect, reasonable explanation".By now, you're probably familiar with the fact that BD spoofs the blaxploitation movies, in a similar way Airplane did with the disaster films. While both films enormously succeed at it, there is a tiny difference that separates a Black Dynamite from becoming a classic like Airplane.SPOILERS:The reason why Airplane is such a classic, and Naked Gun is so toe-to- toe with it as well, is because the ZAZ team focused on capitalizing every single key moment of the film and seized it to make a joke out of it, whether if it was relevant to the plot of the movie or not. Let's take for instance "Naked gun":One of the most recurring jokes of the film is Frank Debrin's driving. In one film while parking his car, he crashes against some garbage cans, leaves the car on "Drive" and starts shooting at his own car thinking someone else was aiming to kill him. In another one, he crashes against a park meter, boosting all its coins. None of these jokes were relevant to the plot, nor it had any relation whatsoever with the characters. The same thing happens with Airplane, like the scene in which a passenger asks Elaine for "something light to read", to which Elaine offers a pamphlet of "Great Jewish sports legends". This is where Black Dynamite misses its mark and fails. It seems that either the director or the writer were a bit shy or timid with the approach of going full-throttle on the spoof/satire/comedy approach. There are parts of the movie where the plot gets a bit too serious, and you can see several missed chances and opportunities to capitalize on potential scenes that could have been hillariously funny.The dialogs could have been wittier, the clumsiness could have been squeezed even more, and even the intentional errors could have been more frequent and deliberate. Some of the jokes fly too fast and may be lost unless you pay close attention; sometimes you don't catch them until a second or even third viewing. An example of this is the scene where Chicago wind dies. If it was me filming this, I would have kept him talking to the rear mirror way longer, and have him drive the car through more curves without looking at the road, only to fall of the cliff the instant when he actually turned and started looking at the road. Or when Black Dynamite's brother is shot, when one of the shooters approaches him and says "he's dead"; well, you just shot him like 6 times from 5 feet away, of course he must be dead! But I would have taken the scene a bit further and have him shot like say, 50 times, and then go ahead with the "he's dead" line. That would have been way funnier and easier to catch by viewers.Still, even with all of these missed chances, Black Dynamite made it to my top 10 & "must watch at least once every week" lists. The jokes never get old and the absurdity of the ridiculous situations will always bring a smile to your face, just like the title of my review. 10 out of 10 in my heart 8 out of 10 objectively speaking

It was really great to see a parody movie that didn't take itself or the humour its humour/inherently stupid plot too seriously like the Scary Movie series and other knockoffs. The filmmakers attention to the detail that defined blaxploitation pics of the 70s (soundtrack, costumes, 16mm camera) was spot on even though it didn't have to be, which really embellished the quality of the movie. The movie as a result can exist not solely as a parody but also as a tribute, which makes it stand out on its own as worthwhile. Watch this if you want to see something hilariously and intentionally stupid in terms of plot and structure, or just a funny homage to the early 70s. check it.

I see Black Dynamite getting a lot of love here, but I sure don't dig it as much as most seem to. Admittedly, Michael Jai White does a fantastic job of replicating the macho moves of many a classic blaxploitation hero, and the fashion and style of the film is spot on, but the humour just isn't as great as I had been led to believe.Don't get me wrong, I'm not just some dumb honky who can't appreciate the magic of a big 70s afro, a jive-talking' pimp in a velvet suit, or a sweet soul-sister with a cleavage you could lose a Buick in, but you can get all that from the real deal—what I wanted from Black Dynamite was some decent belly laughs, and they're in short supply here.I guess my main problem is that there's little point in simply mocking the conventions of a genre that is pretty ridiculous in the first place. I had the same problem with Undercover Brother and I'm Gonna Git You Sucka—the original 70s films being sent up were far sillier, more outrageous and consequently more enjoyable than the heavy-handed spoofs.