Disclosure: when I first saw “Sweetback” I thought it was a piece of shit. Sure, I dug the importance of the film as product, but always considered it a case of The Emporer’s New Clothes. While I still feel its rough-around-the-edges quality is, at times, inadvertant, this viewing — especially after 3 beers — took me on the right jazzy kalidescopic ride. Plus, I kinda knew what to expect. Come on, feet! Do yo’ thing!