This week, on a very special episode of Reject Radio, Black Dynamite director Scott Sanders schools us in Blaxploitation, takes us to slave island, and demonstrates the Tri-Cock live on the air. Except for you, because you’re not listening to it live.

Sunday! Sunday! Sunday! Scott Sanders gives us the skinny on Blacksploitation and the geopolitical impact of Richard Nixon’s evil plot against the good people of your neighborhood.

Listen up, all you jive turkeys. There’s been too much control given to ‘The Man’ in this country. And we need a hero. We need someone with soul and badassery, someone who can reign down terror on the forces of evil and bring the heat to the ladies. We need Black Dynamite.

Black Dynamite, the smoothest, baddest mother to ever hit the screen (as per the trailers) is also one of the funniest, at least in recent memory.

One of the most talked about films of Sundance, an Audience Award winner at the Seattle Film Festival and one of the baddest mothertruckers in the world of cinema ’09, Black Dynamite, is finally ready for release.

If there is one thing I wish I had learned last year at Sundance, it is that midnight shows are a lot of fun. Last year I made the mistake of avoiding the midnight public screenings, choosing instead to sit in the stuffy press screenings. It just isn’t the same. And this year I’ve learned that the Park City at Midnight selection is more than just a selection of edgy or bloody affairs. It is, at least this year, a series of fantastic film experiences — the types of movies that worked best when served with an energetic, excited crowd. The latest of these selections, and perhaps the most ambitious, is director Scott Sanders’ throwback comedy Black Dynamite. Sexy, campy and downright hilarious, Black Dynamite comes charging in with a fury of action, sex and badass kung-fu. It follows the story of Black Dynamite, played perfectly by Michael Jai White, a legendary hero who finds that his brother has been killed by “the man,” the orphanage that helped raise him is flooded by heroin and the streets of his beloved city are being targeted with a secret weapon disguised as Anaconda Malt Liquor. Fed up and pissed off, Black Dynamite begins recruiting brothers and putting out the warning to all the jive turkeys who’ve been doing wrong — he’s one bad motherf*cker and he’s coming to pimp-slap them all. Expertly towing the line between satire and spoof, Scott Sanders’ film utilizes a wonderfully crafted retro aesthetic and a massive cast [Due to Content Scraping and Theft, we have been forced to try abbreviated feeds. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause and woud very much appreciate you clicking through to view the full article on FilmSchoolRejects.com]