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(PaPaPa, PCPC, RHRH, OO, C, B, LLL, VVV, SS, AA, D, M):

Dominant Worldview and Other Worldview Content/Elements:

Very strong mixed worldview with politically correct liberal/leftist revisionist history making false accusations against white people to build racial animosity, some strong occult elements featuring vampires and rural superstitions, mitigated slightly by positive Christian references to sacrifice, to a possible heavenly afterlife, and to a gospel song, “This Little Light of Mine,” which is based on something Jesus says in the Bible;

Foul Language:

At least 82 obscenities (including at least 25 “f” words), one profanity using the name of Jesus, six GD profanities, and four light exclamatory profanities;

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Violence:

Extremely bloody violence involves vampire attacks, and people fighting vampires to survive;

Sex:

Briefly depicted fornication scene, a briefly depicted adulterous sex scene that turns out to be a vampire attack from the woman (she emerges with blood on her face and down her front and the man is dead), a married woman flirts with her ex-lover when he returns home after years away, and some suggestive sultry dancing;

Nudity:

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No nudity, but some women are wearing slinky low-cut dresses at a rural nightclub;

Alcohol Use:

Lots of alcohol use and some drunkenness and one character seems to be an alcoholic;

Smoking and/or Drug Use and Abuse:

Smoking; and,

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Miscellaneous Immorality:

Vampires try to use deceit to sneak into rural nightclub, and two brothers earned their fortune working as gangsters for Al Capone.

SINNERS turns out to be a bloody vampire movie about two black brothers in rural Mississippi in 1932 who, after earning lots of money working for Al Capone in Chicago, find their new juke joint invaded by three white vampires singing Irish folk ballads who are trying to snag the soul of their cousin, a blues player with a great future. SINNERS is a metaphorical, racist horror movie claiming that white people always steal black folk music, with lots of strong foul language, bloody violence and two sex scenes.

Michael B. Jordan stars in the movie as two twin brothers, Smoke and Stack. The brothers left their rural town to serve in World War I, then lived in Chicago, where they became part of Al Capone’s alcohol bootlegging outfit. They’ve returned home in 1932 to start a juke joint. They buy a large barn and some land from a white businessman. They also recruit their young cousin, Sammie, an amazing blues guitarist, to play at their place.

With Sammy in tow, Stack also recruits Delta Slim, an alcoholic harmonica player. Meanwhile, Smoke visits an old girlfriend, Annie, and the gravesite of their son who died in childbirth.

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That night, the grand opening of the juke joint is going extremely well, with drinking and lots of music. However, the revelry gets interrupted by three white Southern vampires singing Irish folk ballads and asking to be invited into the place. Violent chaos ensues.

SINNERS is a weird genre smashup. It starts off as a rural drama about black empowerment in the Segregationist South, with a subplot about the local Asian grocer who’s become part of the community. Then, it turns into a crazy horror movie about white vampires.

The one thread that runs through both is the movie’s musical theme, which focuses on Sammie. In the movie’s beginning, Sammie’s father, admonishes him before the father’s church congregation for opening himself up to the Devil for singing the blues. However, during the movie’s vampire section, the movie’s musical premise shifts from the condition of Sammie’s soul to a political premise about white people, represented by the singing white vampires, appropriating and even stealing black people’s music. For example, at one point, the white leader of the vampires tells the people inside the juke joint that, if they give Sammie to them, they will let the other people go free. Also, the movie reveals that, when the vampires take a victim, they absorb the victim’s memories, knowledge and abilities.

Ultimately, therefore, SINNERS is a metaphorical story about the liberal/leftist claim that white people immorally appropriated or stole black people’s music to get rich. In this revisionist history, white people are always stealing black folk music, such as ragtime, blues and jazz. Rock and Roll is actually just a marketing term, but white rock singers and bands, from Elvis Presley and the Rolling Stones to Led Zeppelin and Eric Clapton, are particularly accused of stealing black rhythm and blues, aka R&B. Writer/Director Ryan Coogler of SINNERS seems to be promoting this claim with this movie.

However, this claim is based on some major lies. First of all, for example, rock music is actually a combination of different kinds of folk music, not only black blues and R&B but also country blues, bluegrass music, country and western music, Elizabethan and English musical harmonies and structures, and Celtic folk music. There’s a good argument, in fact, that the first recorded rock song was actually “Move It On Over” by country music star Hank Williams in 1947. Also, the famous black singer Chuck Berry, often considered the Father of Rock and Roll, had his first big hit in 1955 with “Maybelline,” but the tune he used is from a western swing song! Elvis Presley was discovered by the founder of Sun Records, Sam Phillips, in 1954, but Sam’s personal goal with his record company was to unite popular white music and popular black music. So, when Elvis took the country by storm in 1955 and 1956, it opened the door to many black artists singing blues, R&B and pop songs, getting recording deals and seeing their songs hit the top crossover charts too instead of just being confined to black communities. Also, many later rock artists like the Rolling Stones and Eric Clapton publicly acknowledged their debt to black R&B and blues artists like Muddy Water and BB King. It should also be noted that “country rock” and “Southern Rock” continue to be among the most popular kinds of rock music. Many male artists on the country charts today sing in that style. Finally, regarding earlier black folk music like ragtime, which developed into jazz, it should be noted that ragtime was popularized in the 1890s by a white vaudeville artist named Ben Harney. Now, Harney was a minstrel performer and often performed in blackface. However, he died destitute when ragtime music faded, even though he wrote many of his own ragtime songs with another man. The most famous black ragtime artist was, of course, Scott Joplin, but he also died destitute in 1917 after suffering the effects of a sexually transmitted disease contracted in 1903 or so and being committed to a mental institution. Black ragtime artists like Irving Jones and W. C. Handy fared better, however. Also, the most influential jazz concert was performed by white artist Benny Goodman and his band at Carnegie Hall in 1938. That concert helped make jazz popular throughout the whole United States. So, it helped both white and black jazz artists. Finally, if you go back to the apparent origins of ragtime music, the pre-slavery South, you’ll find out that plantation slaves held dance events called “rags.” The dances included reels, jigs and Scottish folk dances, which are primarily European, but were probably at least partly filled with African dances and sounds. However, the instruments used in these dances consisted of a banjo and a fiddle. All that said, ragtime is not considered a purely black music but a combination of African music and classical European music, with a Spanish tango rhythm sometimes added.

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So, there’s no massive “stealing” happening here. Just an often beautiful and wonderful combination of cultural integration, developed in a capitalist, free market system that benefitted many people of different ethnicities.

Aside from its racist historical revisionism, SINNERS also has lots of strong foul language and lots of extreme bloody violence. It also has a depicted fornication scene and a depicted adulterous sex scene, plus some suggestive dancing.

However, one scene at the end of SINNERS acknowledges some kind of heavenly afterlife when a dying Smoke has a vision of his dead girlfriend reunited with their baby son who died in childbirth. Also, a post-credit scene shows Sammie singing the Christian hymn, “This Little Light of Mine,” a song that uses something that Jesus said in the New Testament. Also, one character sacrifices his life and soul to save two other people. So, the movie’s politically correct paganism is slightly mitigated by light Christan, biblical content.

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Un Paarvayil Movie Synopsis: When her twin sister dies under mysterious circumstances, Bhavya goes on a hunt to find the murderer, but the fight isn’t easy as she loses her vision.Un Paarvayil Movie Review: The opening sequence of Un Paarvayil reminds one of a few finely written scenes from films about twins like Charulatha (2012) or Thadam (2019) where we learn about their special bond. In Un Paarvayil, Bhavya (played by Parvati Nair) gets on stage to receive the Best Business Woman award. Parallely, her twin, Dhivya (also played by Parvati Nair), is stuck in a dangerous situation. As the latter faces difficulty, Bhavya, who is on stage, also feels like she is being choked and struggles to breathe – an instant telepathy of sorts that suggests her sister is in danger. Without a lot of words or too many scenes, this one sequence conveys the bond between the sisters Bhavya and Dhivya. However, this narrative creativity is never seen on screen again throughout the film’s run time.Everything about Un Paarvayil is right on paper. With a textbook formula, Un Paarvayil has the right recipe for a psycho thriller – a scary bungalow, a loving but mysterious husband, and a psycho killer. But that’s about it. The stage is set, writing is done, and actors deliver the dialogues, but these don’t come together cohesively. In most scenes, the dialogue delivery is bland, and the writing becomes increasingly predictable. For instance, Bhavya is informed very early on in the film that Dhivya has a best friend with whom she shares all her secrets. However, the writing is so contrived that until the last moment, Bhavya never thinks about reaching out to this friend to learn more about her sister. It’s as though Bhavya forgot that piece of the puzzle.Which is why it feels like the film suffers from progressive amnesia. For instance, at one point, it looks like the cops give lethargic explanations for a murder, but we are not sure if they are just lethargic or are partners-in-crime with the psycho killer. And we keep wondering – but we never get to know that because the film has forgotten such a sequence existed. Likewise, Bhavya learns about an important CCTV evidence and pursues it. Still, before she uncovers the truth, she begins to track down another clue, and the CCTV evidence is never mentioned again. Remember how we see the twins share a unique connection in the opening sequence? It is also depicted only once and gets forgotten. Just like this, the film keeps jumping from one sequence to another, with all the old clues left behind and forgotten, before another new clue randomly reaches Bhavya. So, the next time we find a missing puzzle, we are no longer curious about it.That said, the film did have some interesting scenes. Whenever the psycho killer is on screen, the tension rises, and we are hooked to what’s next – but such sequences are very few. By the book, it might look like the film has a perfect premise, and some really good performances from Parvati Nair and Mahendran do make things intriguing, but the film turns a blind eye to its basic cinematography and contrived writing, leaving us in the dark for the most part.

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Warning: Full spoilers for the film follow.

I am a sucker for a good ape movie. I’ve been obsessed with Planet of the Apes for literally decades, and I continue to find apes both fascinating and more than slightly terrifying, particularly chimps. Of course, the news has been filled with stories of pet chimps (and their own owners) going amuck, as the recent series Chimp Crazy makes clear. Indeed chimps in particular are eternally coming up in our popular culture. In addition to Planet of the Apes, Jordan Peele’s Nope featured a chimp attack as a key part of its story, suggesting that our dear simian relatives are an enduring source of fear and fascination for us. They seem so understandable and yet so utterly alien, and what better way to make sense of, or at least experience, this contradiction through the vernacular of horror?

This brings us to Primate, the new slasher film from director Johannes Roberts (who co-wrote the script with Ernest Riera). Arguably the emotional center of the story is Lucy (Johnny Sequoyah), who returns home to her family’s isolated cliffside mansion in Hawaii, where she’s reunited with her father, sister, and the family’s friendly chimp companion Ben, along with some other equally bland personalities. It soon turns out that poor Ben has been infected with rabies and, sans treatment, he soon goes on a rampage, quickly turning from cuddly and affectionate to sadistic and murderous. It’s all Lucy and her sister and the rest of the gang can do to stay alive (spoiler alert: almost none of them make it out alive).

Primate is undeniably gripping. Roberts is a skilled visual stylist, and he has a keen command of space, lighting, and sound. A number of wide shots show us just how isolated the family home is from anywhere around, situated on a bluff that offers no easy escape once Ben becomes murderous, while dim lighting effectively creates a nightmare landscape from one which our protagonists cannot escape. Of equal note is an unsettling scene in which Ben presses his face up against some distorting glass, creating a nightmarish image that will stick with you as his murderous rage grows. Even props have their part to play, from the speech device that Ben uses to convey his feelings–which becomes ironic later in the film–to a broken chair that becomes key to his demise. Adrian Johnston’s soundtrack, likewise, helps to keep your nerves constantly jangled as you wait for the next bout of slaughter to unfold, and I appreciated a scene in which Lucy’s deaf father, played by Troy Kotsur, returns home, even as the film muffles sounds so we inhabit his deafness. The juxtaposition of silence with Ben’s renewed attacks on Lucy is quite effective.

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In my opinion, every horror movie worth its salt has one kill that’s both exceptionally gnarly and also deeply disturbing, and in this regard Primate does not disappoint. The unfortunate victim in this case is Drew, one of the dude-bros from the airplane that Lucy and her friends meet right at the beginning who, upon encountering Ben in the bedroom, has his jaw ripped right off. There’s something almost poignant about the way his eyes continue to dart around, filled with an anguished knowledge that death is imminent as he chokes on his own blood. It’s also bleakly funny, as Ben, seeming to sense his victim’s dismay and to find humor in it, uses the detached jaw to mock his anguished gurgling and then, as if that weren’t enough, almost seeming to try to reattach the torn-off jaw (the resulting sound of teeth clacking against bone is viscerally unsettling). It’s a brilliantly-executed piece of horror cinema and this scene alone was worth the price of admission, though I did find myself wishing we had more scenes like this, as perverse as that sounds.

As other critics have noted, the script is at times a bit too lean, particularly when it comes to giving these characters or even providing much insight into Ben as a character prior to his infection. It’s not that this is necessarily a requirement, but as a fan of both chimps and Planet of the Apes, I kept hoping for at least some gesture toward helping us to feel the barest bit of sympathy for Ben, a creature brought into the human world and then turned into a monster by a force he has no control over. Fortunately, there are at least a few moments when we see the anguish he’s in, and there are even some signs he knows something is wrong, even if he can’t quite comprehend why he’s now filled with such murderous rage.

When it comes down to it, there’s just something uniquely terrifying and appealing about chimps, which helps to explain why we keep returning to them again and again in popular culture. As one of our closest living relatives–and as some of the most intelligent nonhuman animals–they hover in a strange liminal space, both eerily like and unlike us. This is particularly true in a film like Primate, which relies on practical effects and puppetry rather than CGI (except for some moments). Miguel Torres Umba does a fantastic job inhabiting Ben, and the practical effects may not make Ben into as realistic an ape as, say, Caesar from Planet of the Apes, but he’s definitely more terrifying. For all that he’s a killing machine, there are glimmers of a not-quite-human intelligence lurking behind those eyes, which is precisely what makes him such a dangerous enemy once the rabies-induced madness starts to take over.

And that, ultimately, is the irony of Ben going mad. As the tragic case of Charla Nash made clear back in 2009, even the tamest and most human-acculturated chimps are only one mild disturbance or moment from tearing a person apart. Even though the film doesn’t go too deeply into Ben’s backstory, there’s enough there to glean that he was, for all intents and purposes, raised as a human, and there are just enough glimpses of who he was to make us feel the pangs of sympathy for this creature forced to live in a human world for which is so manifestly ill-suited. Just like Travis, he’s a bit of the untamed wild just waiting to destroy the fragile human family and the civilization built atop it.

Primate is one of those genre-horror flicks that wears its influences on its sleeve, and one can see strands of everything from Cujo to “The Murders of the Rue Morgue”in its plot, themes, and execution. Its success owes much to Roberts’ skills as a filmmaker, his ability to take tried and true elements of the genre and use them in ways that hold us rapt and make us grip the arms of our chairs in terror. This film burrows deep in your brain and doesn’t let go, and I can’t wait to see what Roberts has in store for us next.

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