Blue Caprice ★★★★


"When they think it's men, kill a woman. When they think it's women, kill a kid. Think it's kids, kill a pregnant woman, a grandma, a cop."

Unreservedly haunting and saturated with inescapable dread, Blue Caprice is a harrowing picture, one that leaves an indelible impression, its appropriately grim mood and suffusive atmosphere lingering long after the credits have rolled. Moors’ sobering account of the Beltway sniper attacks of 2002 plays out chillingly, telling the twisted tale of the warped father-son relationship at the heart of the cold-blooded killings with quiet reserve and cool control, enabled by two awfully transfixing performances.