Black Dynamite is a pitch-perfect sendup of blaxploitation flicks. Re-grinding exploitation has certainly been done, but it’s rarely been done with such a sure hand . Black Dynamite reaches for something more than “I’m Gonna Get You, Sucka” by trying to be at once a loving tribute, a sardonic endup and a real action flick in its own right. The movie achieves a great deal of success on all fronts.

The scope of the attempt and the attention to detail elevate “Black Dynamite” out of Wayans territory and into Tarantino’s. The cheap lighting, the abuse of stock footage, the funky edits and overly literal background music are all there. All the conventions of the genre are recreated with affectionate care.

I think you can tell everything you need to know from the trailer. If this preview doesn’t tickle your nostalgia bone, then you’re better off missing it. If you have any affection for Shaft and SuperFly, however, you pretty much have to go see it. Michael Jai White was born to do this, and since he was born in ’67 he had to write the role for himself. I hope this finally makes him a bankable action star.

It’s entirely possible that I’m a sucker for meta-exploitation movies, but if loving the funky underside of the 70s is wrong, I don’t wanna be right. Warmly recommended.

Special bonus feature: Now we can take Tommy Davidson and Arsenio Hall off all those milk cartons.