No, not a new autotune remix of Lou Bega's mambo-pop crossover atrocity but Henry Chalfant's excellent documentary chronicling the musical melting pot that was New York's South Bronx. Covering the Puerto Rican immigration to the adoption of Cuban rhythms, the great fire that destroyed the area and the rise of hip hop from its ashes, it proves that hip hop is more Latin swing than bling-bling.