Rockers!

Burning Spear, Burning Spear.

Rockers 1978, is quite possible the best movie that I (Tommy, Heather's boy toy) have watched for a very very long time. 

Not for the dialogue (actually, maybe it's that though), not for the beautiful cinematography of Jamaica (it makes it look like Kwa Mashu on a dusty day), or even the amazing story (there is none). 

Jamaica is the epicentre of the world's coolness, the rastas there have been cooking up that good shit for well over 30 years and this movie, well doesn't explain all that, but just shows how fucking cool Jamaica was and still is.

If you have to ask why watching a bunch of rastas hustle and make reggae is fun, then this isn't for you.

"There are two paths in this world, war or rasta, I choose rasta." Leroy 'Horsemouth' Wallace