Sinners

Sinners is all the rage at the box office, and earned nearly universal sterling reviews. . .but it is a failed race movie full of stereotype characters of just about every ethnicity save Muslims and Jews.  On top of that, it's also a colossal bore.  Part musical, part vampire movie and all white guilt, it's hard to understand the popularity of this dreary smörgåsbord of racial resentment.

The plot, which takes forever to get started, is set in 1932 Mississippi, as twin WWI veterans Smoke and Stack (portrayed by failed race comic book movie Black Panther villain Michael B. Jordan) return to the cotton fields to open a music club for their Black brethren. Using money stolen from white Chicago gangsters, they purchase the building for their club from a Ku Klux Klanner. Their cousin Sammie, a wannabe bluesman, joins them, defying his preacher father's warnings that blues music is the devil's work. The club's opening night draws supernatural attention when Sammie's music is so gosh durn soulful some crossroads hocus pocus shit happens and spirits are summoned, one of them being an Irish vampire fleeing Choctaw hunters (?!?!) who arrives with his undead horde.  At this point the film's racial resentment gets a little murky.  It seems the Irish vampire is a promoter of racial unity, as, after all, the Irish were slaves in America before Blacks, and he tries to tell the bitter Blacks being undead is their only chance at freedom, or something like that, but the Blacks say no, they'll take their chances with their souls in the White man's world, or something like that, I might have the message wrong, by this point I was so bored I was only half paying attention.  Anyway, the usual vampire killing shit starts to happen, shit you've seen literally 100 times, garlic, wooden stakes, and dumb motherfucking vampires who have no sense of time, and once again get caught out in the sunlight.  The End.

You've seen all this before if you just add racial resentment to From Dusk To Dawn or Near Dark.  The acting is pretty poor, modern Blacks posing as cotton field Klan dodgers.  Josh Allen's girlfriend plays a mulatto or octoroon, don't quite remember which.  She doesn't light up the screen.  She looks like she could have been a decent Hee Haw girl, though.  

Apparenty Sinners was made by the same dope who did the failed race comic book movie Black Panther, another over-hyped flick that was horribly tedious.  Maybe movie critics are just scared to pan Black directors, who knows?