A blend of personal favorites and films that I consider to be the "greatest" (as well as some of my…
Dear Zachary: A Letter to a Son About His Father
A filmmaker trying to memorialize his murdered friend discovers that the woman who killed him was pregnant with his late friend's son.
Recommended to me on my Lend me your Heart list (which can be found here)
So it finally happened. I met my Nemesis. This film completely and utterly wrenched every emotion imaginable from me and left me gutted, sad, hopeful and amazed. And I cried and that is something I just don't do.
I guess anyone that has seen this film will agree with me that going in blind is the only way to fully appreciate the full extent of what director Kuenne has created here. Rationally, purely on a cinematic level, this film is astounding as it is. It is edited, narrated and structured perfectly. It manages to slowly suck you in and unfolds its story and eventual sentiment…
Dear Kathleen and David,
I can only imagine the pain that you must have felt. Your son was your world and he was taken away from you. Not by nature, but by fate and hate. Your souls would have been shattered. Your World must have come crashing upon you. But with pain comes God’s gift. It was like Paradise Regained. You had a chance to see your son in a different human being. A cute little new born can do miracles to a scarred soul. I know it would have felt like heaven after all the excruciating pain that you both had gone through. But then, that also was not to last. Heaven became hell in one single fateful day.…
I feel like I got ran over by a semi-truck. I feel physical and emotional pain.
I decided to make a movie, to travel far and wide, to interview everyone who ever knew and loved Andrew.
Films often deconstruct subjects of different natures, but this one deconstructs it's viewers on an emotional level far beyond anything I was ready to experience. I went into the film with a minimal knowledge of what exactly the documentary was about, astonishing for this day and age to say the least, so needless to say I was shocked and disturbed several times during my viewing.
Director Kurt Kuenne shows incredible restraint with this tightly paced documentary clocking in at 95 minutes. I would imagine it would have been easy to indulge in some aspects of the film considering…
Dear Zachary: A Letter to a Son About His Father didn't just make me cry. Oh no, definitely not just that. I felt like I was thrown under a 50 mile line of semi-trucks and tractors, only to be thrown off a bridge after that entire ordeal. The rage, the saddening horror, the aching humanity, the relentless grief, the haunting remembrance; this massively potent film is as truthful and passionate as anything that I've ever seen. I am hardly an expert on documentaries, but I've never dealt with one better than this.
And it isn't just the terrifying and chill-inducing story that makes Dear Zachary worth watching. The narration, the sublime editing, and the genuine earnestness of the entire production blew me away. I was left trembling, shaking, and weirdly, wanting more. It is an immaculate achievement in both storytelling and emotional resonance, and it is without a doubt, the most physically demanding film that I have ever experienced.
Just a couple of days ago I claimed to probably never watch this documentary again. But today I did anyway and I… Can’t. Stop. Crying. Fuck.
This is obviously an incredibly powerful film and I hope it worked wonders on the parents of the deceased. I know it worked wonders on many people who have seen it - I know and I respect that. I had a hard time watching this, however, and not because of the subject matter but because of the stylistic choices which, for me, severely detracted from the overall impact.
I still have an immense amount of respect for this film, why it was made and for the memory of Andrew but - to put it bluntly and at the risk of sounding insensitive - I cannot say I thought it was a good film. That's not the point, however, and in…
Never have I cried so much during a movie. Literally the lat 30 minutes was me sobbing.
I get why this is so highly acclaimed, but (a) I just don't care for documentaries and (b) while it is an incredible story, and a sad one, it just took too fucking long.
Pretty heart wrenching. The editing is fantastic.
Almost forgot to log this one. The first documentary I've watched in a long while and it's definitely one of my new favorite films. Hopefully the closest I ever come to understanding the kind of grief and despair that comes from losing a loved one to homicide.
Also watch this brief but vital follow-up: www.youtube.com/watch?v=bR2o8-0bMlc
No sé ni qué decir. Podría revisar todas las películas que hay en letterboxd y no encontraría un peor villano.
[2-20]: I have seen these and organised them roughly in order of how immediately you must watch them.