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Abby (1974)

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rhetthammersmithhorror · 1 year

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Abby | 1974

#Abby #Carol Speed #William Girdler #horror #monster makeup #blaxploitation #The Exorcist #Eshu #Hammersmith Horror #eyebrows on fleek #orisha #vhs #lol #70s horror

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petersonreviews · 11 months

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The Mack, 1973

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contentabnormal · 6 months

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We Belong Dead issue #38 is NOW AVAILABLE in TWO EDITIONS featuring art by Content Abnormal's own Josh Ryals on BOTH front & back covers! Below are the links to where U.S. readers can order each of these editions.

Cover A. Blacula

Cover B. Abby

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letterboxd-loggd · 11 months

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Abby (1974) William Girdler

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blackfemmecharacterdependency · 2 months

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Carolyn Ann Stewart: March 14, 1945 - January 14, 2022

#Happy Heavenly Birthday #Carolyn Ann Stewart #Carol Speed #Happy Birthday Carol Speed #dearly departed #Happy Birthday #March Birthdays #March #Birthday Photosets #Nesha Photosets #Pink Aesthetic #Birthdays #celebrity birthdays #March 14 #1945

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oldshowbiz · 1 year

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The Don Lark soundtrack score for Savage! (1973)

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mimi-0007 · 2 years

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#the mack #black movies #crime/drama #max julien #richard pryor #carol speed #dick anthony williams #roger e mosley #juanita moore #blaxploitation

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adamwatchesmovies · 6 months

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Disco Godfather (1979)

Disco Godfather is the most competent of Rudy Ray Moore’s 1970s films. For anyone else, that would be a selling point. For an actor of dubious talent whose fans mostly like him because his movies are accidentally funny, it's a warning. While this action film has some chuckle-worthy scenes and a few pleasant surprises, it’s overwhelmingly dull.

When Bucky (Julius J. Carry III) gets wacked out on angel dust and hospitalized, his uncle Tucker Williams (Rudy Ray Moore), a retired police detective turned rapper/disco club owner, decides to take down the drug dealers who got his nephew hooked. After repeated, failed attempts to make his way up the chain to the boss behind it all, Williams suspects someone in the department can’t be trusted.

Even before the film begins, there are dark clouds ahead. Did that screen just say "Rated PG"?. Yes, this film was made before the creation of the PG-13 rating but all of Moore’s other films had a lot of cursing and sleazy nudity. You might even say it was a selling point. Of course he isn’t actually playing Dolemite or Petey Wheatstraw (same character, really) but you expect someone called "The Disco Godfather" to be juggling a half-dozen women at least. When you realize he isn't, you brace yourself for the worst.

Moore’s other trademarks are all here. There are plenty of "martial arts" action scenes, each less convincing than the last. The punches and kicks are so slow it couldn’t be more obvious that none of them connect. Even if they did, none would cause anyone any kind of injury. As before, you already have a hard time believing Moore’s character would take down any opponent but director J. Robert Wagoner could’ve tried a little harder!

As for the performances, this is where the movie gets more enjoyable (for the wrong reasons). Take a drink every time you think "this person has to be the worst actor in this movie" and you’ll be dead from alcohol poisoning an hour in. There isn’t a convincing line delivery anywhere, and the wooden reactions are made even worse by the horrendous screenplay. At one point, two thugs attack Tucker in his office. He narrowly fends them off and they run away. From the same corridor comes his secretary, acting as if two bruised and bloodied assassinsrunning past her is the most normal thing she’s seen all day. And of course, Tucker doesn’t call the police or report this. I know what you’re thinking, "It’s because he knows there’s a rat in the precinct" but does he think it’s his former best friend Lt. Frank Hayes (Frank Finn)? How could he when the culprit is the most shifty-eyed, forehead-drenched-with-sweat, crooked-cop-if-I’ve-ever-seen-one ever?

Fans of failed cinema will also enjoy the scenes in which Disco Godfather turns into a wannabe Reefer Madness. While PCP isn’t as "harmless" as marijuana, the recovering addicts are so over-the-top you can’t stop yourself from laughing. The testimonies from the worried parents and former addicts preaching to the at-risk youths can’t be taken seriously. The slogan "Attack the Whack" is too goofy to be effective. It takes all of your willpower not to yell "Wiggedy whack!" whenever someone says something or someone is "whack". You might just explode when you hear it accidentally switched to "Whack the Attack". Then, there’s a so-called testimony from a former victim of angel dust and her speech… is NOTHING! It’s treated as an emotional reflection of a difficult life but it sounds like a placeholder that was meant to be swapped out!

The last enjoyable element of the picture are the psychedellic scenes. The special effects range from bad… to really bad. Some of the drug-induced demons we see make the orcs in Ralph Bakshi’s "The Lord of the Rings" look like the ones in Peter Jackson’s films. It comes out of a nowhere so profound and so surprising your face will be stuck in a permanent confused look.

All of this makes Disco Godfather sound like fun if you like bad movies. It would be if all of the boring bits were edited out and only the wackiest scenes remained. Unfortunately, there is indeed a plot and it's so generic it might as well be the first template you get from a free screenwriting software. The characters are so flat, the overall product so predictable and lackluster that you’ll be bored for about 75% of the running time. You’ll remember Moore’s saying "Put your weight on it!" (I still don’t know what that actually means) but little else about Disco Godfather. (June 25, 2021)