This is what happens when your car breaks down on a Sunday morning and you have nothing else to do…
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 really can't say I "liked" this film. I really can't say I would ever watch it again, or at least not for quite awhile. I really can say that Dear Zachary made me so unbelievably mad that my heart is still running almost as fast as this film's breakneck pace did. This simultaneously heartbreaking and infuriating documentary starts off with both feet running and doesn't stop until your emotions are reduced to either rage or uncontrollable depression. I think I'm in between the two at the moment, as my breath is short and I'm on the verge of sobbing.
To be honest, I was very hesitant to watch Dear Zachary at all because I simply have no interest in…
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.
devastatingly tragic, moving and brilliant. reduced to tears and went away with a bigger heart. Watch with no knowledge except you'll need tissues.
watch this alone unless you want other people to see you sobbing uncontrollably. This documentary left me with a different perspective on how important friendships are and just how awful the judicial system can be. Also I went into this knowing as little as possible about the story, and it made for a more impactful experience. watch this and call me afterwards so we can cry together
I kept confusing this with CAPTURING THE FRIEDMANS for some reason, so it was time for a rewatch. It still lacks the emotional punch its desperately swinging for, which I attribute at least partly to the super-kinetic editing, but this is a hard story to fuck up. I'm amazed how much footage of Andrew was available in the pre-social media era. Yet, Kuenne chooses to repeat certain scenes and frames, especially near the end, to tie a bow on the circularity I guess.
A sledgehammer to the heart. I'm trying to think of a clever way to point out that I don't ever cry at movies, and this one made me cry, but now I'm just thinking about the movie some more, and I'm tearing up again, and you should just go watch it, and then come give me a hug because we'll both need it.
I've never sat down and watched a film that made me feel this upset and infuriated simultaneously. This film is an hour and a half look into the life of one person as well as many others and it shows very clear how faulty the legal system can be.
Honestly, give this a watch. It's very inspiring and well thought-out, quite possibly the best documentary I have ever seen. Now if you will excuse me, I am an emotional wreck and I need to go nab a roll of toilet paper to weep and blow into.
I went into this film without really knowing anything about it besides it being a documentary made by a friend of someone who died to tell his story to his son. I remember after it came out people making people pledge that if something ever happened to them that they would tell their children about them. I watched this with my wife who knew even less than me and we were both floored. What a heartbreaking, soul-crushing, nerve-wracking, eye-opening documentary. I cannot recommend it enough.
Props to the creator for making a film that so thoroughly details the evils human beings are capable of, and yet you are still glad to have seen once the credits roll.
What a heartbreaking, soul-crushing, nerve-wracking, eye-opening documentary 'Dear Zachary: A Letter to a Son About His Father' is. I cannot recommend it enough.
To Kathleen and David: I cannot begin to imagine what you have been through, but to me, you are the most courageous people on earth. As a Canadian, I am sorry for the way our court system handled your case in your time of need. And while I know the law has since changed, I know it can never be enough.
i want to die
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