‘Making a Murder’ & ‘Red Handed’
I watched the Netfix series ‘Making a Murderer’ recently. For anyone who hasn’t watched it, it’s like listening to the This American Life podcast ‘Serial’ over countless montages of the junkyard from hit nineties TV show ‘Scrapheap Challenge’.
I hope that has helped clear things up. Now on with the blog post:
Just like with ‘Serial’ I binged on this series, breezing through ten hours of documentary in one stint, like it was a long nights sleep. A long nights sleep where you wake up obsessed by some overweight white men in a small town in Wisconsin USA (one of those sleeps).
There were just so many questions. Why didn’t Avery own any underwear? Did he look better with or without his beard? Did Brendan Dassey ever get his assignment in? How did Avery manage to get a girlfriend whilst he was in prison when it took me 4 years to get one not in prison? And other questions…
It’s terrible really. The documentary appears to show that this poor man is framed for a murder that he didn’t commit. He may have stolen cheese sandwiches from a tavern when he was young, and sure he may have covered the family cat in petrol and set it on fire, but that was just one time, and I’m no lawyer but I’m pretty sure that this doesn’t mean that he necessarily killed Teresa Halbach and burnt her remains in his back garden (although, and again I hold my hands up and say I’m no lawyer, but some sort of prior experience with burning stuff would be useful if he did).
Anyway, Making a Murderer and Serial got me thinking about how you could get into a situation where all the evidence points at you and yet, in reality, you’re innocent. And I decided to write a short film script about it.
What would be the worst possible thing for people to think you guilty of, I thought? My answer (largely influenced by budget restrictions on any locations for the film) was that the worst place to be found would be standing over two dead bodies, both of their naked arses bared, with a gun in your hand.
This was where ‘Red Handed’ came from. It was directed by Edward Andrews, produced by Bullion Productions and Andworks Pictures, and must be pretty good as it’s winning a bunch of awards. Ed is currently over in LA accepting some award for it, cheers for the invite mate. I haven’t actually even seen it yet (there’s a cast a crew screening next month) but I am pretty excited.
I’ll share it on here when it is available to watch online. Then you story hungry bastards can consume it, enjoy it and the completely forget about it. Just like you did Adnan Syed and Steven Avery. You twats.