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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.
i'm gonna kill myself goodbye
Gut wrenching. Holy shit was this a hard one. One of those films that is amazing and breathtaking, yet I can only watch maybe once in a life time.
When the "twist" happens, and I feel like an asshole for even calling it that, I felt like someone punched me right in the stomach.
I have never cried this hard in a film in, well shit, probably ever.
This film ripped my heart out and broke it in two and I'll never get over it.
This was absolutely gut wrenching. I cannot describe how I feel having just watched Dear Zachary so I'll stop trying.
Very powerful documentary. Fast pace style with a subject that potentially could have been a ten part series such as "Making a Murderer."
You don't hear stories like this often, but when you do, you wish you hadn't.
The Dear Zachary incident: fairly conclusive proof that I'm a "heartless bitch".
Anger. Frustration. Outrage. Heartbreak. Joy. Sadness. Guilt. Confusion. Amazement. These are merely "some" of the emotions I felt whilst watching Dear Zachary. This film is an emotional roller coaster that haunts me to this day. Giving a synopsis would be disrespectful to potential viewers, the director, and the documentary subjects. Further, it would do no justice to this film and the emotionally wrenching story that unfolds.
I tend not to write reviews on Letterboxd, as I use it solely as a way to keep track of the films I've watched, and to discover films that are new to me. As a result, my "reviews" (more often than not) are what you see below; seven different criterion that I've come up with, that help me to rank/rate films accordingly.
That being said, this film is one of the exceptions.
"Overall Enjoyment" is something that doesn't necessarily apply to this film, and as a result, I've substituted it for the impact this film had on me.
As a Canadian, there have been very few times that I've been embarrassed or disgusted by the country I call home.
Today is a day where I've felt both.
Overall Enjoyment 10/10
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