Some of Chris Rock's finer moments, as an irate übersoul brother (a caricature of 60s True Believer Black Power activists, shouting "Amen!" or "Go on, brother!", even if Eldridge was just sneezing or reciting the phone book) talk show host with a hyperactive bullshit detector. Nat time warped from 1972 to the 90s fully intact - a real Nat X would have grey hair, maybe dreadlocks or close-cropped. If he had a dime to his name, he'd have lost the dashiki long ago.