Thanks for the memories!

Excellent, Without a doubt!!

In truth, there is barely enough story here to make a film.

The story, direction, characters, and writing/dialogue is akin to taking a tranquilizer shot to the neck, but everything else was so well done.

'The Avenging Disco Godfather' is actually a rather amazing film. The first time you watch it, you will find yourself transfixed and mesmerized, but unsure as to why. There are a number of reasons for this...The lighting in this film is so completely inept and perplexing that it will blow your mind. I truly believe that all of the budget that was initially set aside for lighting was spent on PCP. This entire film appears to be lit with disco lights. There are some scenes that are so dark, all you can see is teeth. Occasionally people wander towards the back of the frame and disappear. You really have to see it to appreciate the amazingness, words cannot convey...The Doctor. If your Doctor looks like this, you are in trouble. First off, he looks like a PCP dealer. The man is always wearing sunglasses. The scene in which he is in the SUPER dark hospital room with Bucky, he has his shades on. There is no logical reason for a man (let alone a doctor) to where sunglasses in a pitch black room. And further more, what possible reason would there be for keeping a hospital room as black as midnight? I think the main reason for this, is that everyone was on PCP, making things appear much brighter than they actually were...The PCP Factory. The PCP factory that is apparently supplying most the world with PCP is a small room in an abandoned warehouse with no laboratory equipment. Sweetmeat (the head PCP distributor) rolls into his 'factory' and demands that 1500 gallons of PCP be produced. Huh? A lab of this size would have trouble producing an ounce of PCP in an afternoon. 1500 gallons? hahaha. Not only that, they were also supposed to dip 10,000 cigarettes in the PCP at the lab. That is 19 liquid ounces of PCP per cigarette!!! Wow! The Disco Godfather himself. Rudy Ray Moore is an incredible actor, with an even more incredible sense of fashion. Put your weight on it!!! His gift for delivering dialogue, being a pimp, a superStar DJ, and blowing a bunch of nose candy off of a Saturday Night Fever Album cannot be topped. In addition, his Kung-Fu stylings are not of this Earth...The incredible PCP freak-outs. These are truly the work of a cinematic visionary. These scenes take you deep inside the mind of an individual in the midst of a deranged PCP freak-out. Very believable...The amazing ending of this film can truly not be described. I love how The Disco Godfather is captured, forced to wear a gas mask, and gassed with PCP. Following this, he has an amazing sequence of visions involving PCP archetypes, and his mother. Things then proceed to abruptly end. I think they must of run out of film...The dialogue. The mistake-filled press conference is a sight to behold. Try and count the mistakes, I dare you. Attack the Wack!!!There are so many more examples of ineptitude and confusion that I could probably write a book if I were so inclined. However, duty calls and I must go out and Attack the Wack. Put your Weight on it!!!

Trust me that there is many more hootworthy elements in this film than I could ever hope to write about. There are definitely more stunningly tacky visuals than I could ever capture. This is a movie that demands to be witnessed. I had never seen a Dolemite film, though I had heard of them, and I had no idea that this was a Dolemite film when I saw it in a discount video store about a year ago. Though actually it's a Dolemite film in name only, as Rudy Ray Moore plays another character in this one—a character who swears less.Probably the highest highlight in this film is the opening sequence, in which Disco Godfather (hereafter DG) is introduced. Everyone is grooving to the generic, repetitive, lyric-free disco music, then DG comes out in his skin-tight pale blue lycra outfit, open to his waist. He grinds obscenely for a few minutes, then makes his way to the DJ booth, where he energetically twists knobs on his console to no audible effect. He shouts rhyming Dolemitisms to the crowd, the most frequent being exhortations to "Put your weight on it!" He repeats this directive 24 times throughout the movie. I counted.Meanwhile, DG's nephew Bucky, a promising basketball player, is lured away from his girlfriend, who is sporting this hideously bizarre hairdo in which her fro is tied off in a frizzy ponytail hanging off one side, making her head look like a comet or something. Anyway, Bucky is lured into one of the top 5 pimpmobiles of all time, where he consumes angel dust. He then comes back into the disco, where he proceeds to hallucinate. Please note that the several different characters who take angel dust all seem to have the exact same hallucination. Such is the power of angel dust, I guess.Anyway, DG (his name is Tucker, but I prefer Disco Godfather… don't you?) inquires after what Bucky has had. Only he pronounces it "Heyad." The bizarre, declarative way in which Rudy speaks is one of the bizarre pleasures of this movie, and apparently of all the Dolemite films. Anyway, a helpful doctor tells him that Bucky has had Angel Dust, and that if DG stops by the hospital the next day he'll deliver a great deal of exposition about its effects. DG does, and we are given a tour of an asylum for angel dust users, all of whom have apparently lost their minds. One of them, we are told, roasted her baby and served it to her family.Meanwhile, some reporter is doing a piece on Disco Godfather, and, after viewing the gyrations of his practicing dancers, is told: "As you can see, if you want to be a member of the disco squad, you have to get funky and get down." DG shows up, and diverts the focus of the article away from his nightclub and to the menace of angel dust. The reporter, not irked at all that she came to do a piece on a nightclub scene and is being sidelined into delivering the rantings of an anti-drug crusader, acts as though the fact that this one nightclub owner is against angel dust is a "scoop," gets one tepid quote them takes off, promising to put the story "on the front page." I can see the headline now: "Some nightclub owner is really, really against angel dust." Later DG exclaims: "Somebody knows I'm out to get them." Uh… could it be because you put an article about it in the paper? We are then treated to a performance of the disco skate dancers, featuring this one guy who I am basically in love with. He is a big mustachioed 70s hunk who chooses to wear a tank top with skin tight shorts which hug his quite fetching ass and showcase his ample basket as he is performing his deft skate dancing moves. I should also mention that this film contains what may be the largest amount of footage of people simply GYRATING that I have ever seen in one movie.So anyway, then DG attends an anti-angel dust rally whose theme is "Attack the Whack." IT is supported by the all-female "Angels Against Dust," where Carol Speed is giving a speech. I can only assume that Ms. Speed, who was in Abby and The Mack, is only here (and received second billing) for her name, as she only appears in this one scene. She obviously didn't spend much time learning her lines, as she advises the group that she wants to "Whack the attack against angel dust." It's funnily realistic, as it perfectly, if unintentionally, captures the spirit of a public official who knows and cares nothing about a certain civic problem, and is on hand just to garner votes. Later, our friendly doctor says he wants to "Fight a thing that might save the lives of thousands of young people." A second later Ms. Speed is heard chanting "attack the whack" when she is obviously not speaking at all. Apparently they didn't have the budget for reshoots on this scene, as it contains the absolute most errors of any part of the movie.And please no not miss the innovative use of animation mixed with live action to enhance certain scenes.This movie has an essential sweetness and earnestness that, in addition to it's off-the-chart cheesiness in absolutely every way, makes it a special addition to any video collection.--- Check out other reviews on my website of bad and cheesy movies, Cinema de Merde. Find the URL in my email address above.

this is hands down the funniest rudy ray moore movie! the only draw back is the sound quality, which i had hoped would be improved with the dvd release but is not-i thought my t.v. was broke when i first saw it! this movie has the best(worst) lines, best(worst) fight choreography, and the best(you know) plot. i forgot to say the best acting, but you can only imagine. the story is funny in a way no story about drug addiction could ever be. the scenes at the hospital with the people freaked out on angel dust are great, (SPOILER) especially the girl cooking her baby thinking it's the x-mas ham! priceless. i still pull this one out from time to time and laugh my ass off! i have got to say that the disco g.f.'s fighting is also one of the greatest things ever put on film. buy this one, it's cheap, and watch it a thousand times.

watching the avenging disco godfather is like watching a bum act. it seems as though rudy ray moore was pulled off the streets, taught to read, given a few drinks and was stood in front of some cue cards. there is a subplot that contains a heavy anti-pcp message, which leads me to believe one of the producers had a bad experience smoking whilst smoking marijuana and wished to start a campaign -- this movie being his vehicle for the message. it is a fabulous film with a hilarious nod to catch phrases such as "put your weight on it," a reference to shaft, the movie's predecessor.