Like any great piece of speculative fiction, this movie infiltrated my soul. Before it was even over, my brain was whirring with the connections it was making. Sinners lingers. Its fangs aren’t just on the faces of its amazing actors. The trailer might make it seem like another slick, stylish vampire horror flick with moody lighting, fanged faces covered in gore, and a soundtrack with a blues guitar that steals your breath. All of these qualities are in Sinners, particularly the amazing music, but that’s just the Louis Vuitton suit on the meat of this movie. This movie is about colonialism. It’s about how hunger for power, desire to force assimilation, and the cyclical nature of colonialism that ripples through our history create generational echoes that linger… apparently even into one’s undeath.