Sinners

Fantastic flight film, other than a few scenes I’d rather not have had on with the woman sitting next to me watching. The music was everything, the organ bass giving some more dramatic scenes that church vibe through that Catholics Against Vampires emphasis. It was all compelling, and scene to scene blended, complimented, and battled each and itself. I mean at one point they were even beating some guys ass to the sound of the beat. Y’all smell anything? — I think I shat myself. Jack O’Connell was a hilarious but great cast as Remmick, even though I can still only see him as Paddy Mayne from Rogue Heroes. That Irish music of his got everybody hitting a crazy jig, damn near made me get outta my seat. Omar Benson Miller as Cornbread is unironically so funny in a sort of lobotomized fashion, kinda how I imagine I’m seen. For the split moment during the standoff when the aspect ratio expands was tough as hell, and I liked that it actually reverted back when they finally raptured Remmick. My heart… my voice… my soul — You got a cigarette? Man, I would love to go to Pearline’s with the fellas; a beautiful joint. The smile that appeared on my face when he started playing Travelin’ again, shiiett. Right then I knew that deserves Best Picture. While I won’t see Marty Supreme for a few more days now, I’m pretty confident, anyway. This has probably been said by every soul that’s seen this, but: Vampire movies have dwindled, I mean, I loved Nosferatu, but they’ve become few and far between these days. Doing one based within the black experience in the early 20th century South? An incredible feat done with so much passion and finesse, I look forward to watching this after Django: Unchained some night for a Comedy/Tragedy perspective sort of vibe. TL;DR: Music is everything, Jack O’Connell and Omar Benson Miller made me chuckle, Pearline’s looks fire and I wish I could sing Travelin’ like bro. Unique in concept and lethal in execution.