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.
Devastating. Don't read into, just go watch it.
Easily the best documentary I've ever seen. Rips your heart out, beats the living shit out of it, makes you want to throw up, then call your parents and tell them you love them.
I'm not crying. Fuck you.
The sometimes rough presentation only makes this heartbreaking documentary more personal and intimate.
i am in pain
fuck this movie
The best Vice doc that Vice never made.
I literally don't even want to write anything witty or snarky or stupid. I very saddened by this whole documentary.
Heartbreaking, it's all I can say about "Dear Zachary".
"I've never seen a coffin that small before. They shouldn't have coffins that size."
God damn. Just god damn. I don't know what to say after watching that. All I will say is that David & Kate Bagby are incredibly strong, wonderful people.
(Working on organizing it by similar aesthetic.)
Found these lists (twelve total which I've compiled) a couple years back and they slowly became my bible for weird…