The first time I saw Rudy Ray Moore was in the blaxploitation horror film Petey Wheatstraw, The Devil's Son-in-Law (1977), and all I can say is, I had never seen anything like it or him in my life.
Moore, who died on October 19th at the age of 81, was hilarious, profane, outrageous, offensive and a genuine original. His movies were cheap, broad and hugely influential; Snoop Dogg has declared that he wouldn't exist without Moore. He certainly would have made Bones, his 2001 homage to Petey Wheatstraw, Abby, Sugar Hill (and her Zombie Hitmen) at al.
Others can say more about Moore than I ever could, and here's a good place to start.