Blood Done Sign My Name, which details the events surrounding the racially charged murder of an African-American Vietnam veteran in North Carolina in 1970, writer-director Jeb Stuart seems to have sought the most banal and commonplace elements, rather than focusing on the details that might illuminate the past and the present. Stuart, whose writing credits include Die Hard and The Fugitive, splits the movie’s perspective, albeit not evenly, between budding activist Ben Chavis (Nate Parker), later an organizer of the Million Man March and currently Russell Simmons’ business partner, and Tyson’s father, Vernon (Rick Schroder), a white Methodist minister whose progressive views run him afoul of his congregation’s more conservative members.

via: The AV Club

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again.  Racism isn’t dead, it has just gone underground.  In a world where it currently just isn’t cool to be a racist, such things as films, books, and views of our President serve as constant reminders that people still judge on the basis of Color, Creed, Nationality, and yes Sexual Orientation regardless that we are in an “Advanced Modern Society”.  I am fully confident that this film will not serve as a modern day Roots but will hopefully reach an untouched audience, the younger generation, who simply cannot fathom, and sometimes forgetful that such things as a person being told they couldn’t drink from the same water fountain as another person, and like the Holocaust, did in fact happen.