HBO FILMS
One can gain a century's worth of loss knowledge watching the West Memphis Three's eye-openeing documentary finale that aired earlier this year on HBO, unless new evidence and laws are otherwise noted, yet again. The story that blindsided Arkansas' typical, taxed, torn and tormented American small town folk for two decades brings new light on a matter and murder invesigation that didnt sit well from day one of the emotionally hasteful murder scene investiagtion on May 6th, 1993 that left the three young children cold-bloodedly slaughtered, hogtied and dead, and three more teenage boys interrogated into lifetime prison sentence. Starring the same 'unusal' suspects as Paradise Lost 1&2, we catch up with the unethically discriminated and wrongfully accused teens now in their prime manhood. As the director's, lawyers, fans, supporters, wives, brothers, mothers, fathers and sisters sat and watched helpfully from the outside, a message thankfully went unheard across the borders and back where justice finally was met with an agreement, if not entirely served. Damien Echols, Jessie Miskelley Jr. and Jason Baldwind were faced with making a decision that would free them of life imprisonment at the same rate of penning them with a conviction that they fought to near death to free and clear their names of. "Free" suddenly went to 'Plea The West Memphis Three To Freedom' when on August 19th, 2011 the three were offered the Alford Pleas after serving 18 years of their life sentence. This film is not recommended for the weak at stomach when it comes to ignorance within the human and civil rights' depts. For every reason you have a cause to watch this, you should make reason to ingest the meaning and courtroom dialogue, as well as, a thorough background check of West Memphis while taking a strong mental note, that it could have very well been any of own kind or city that it happened to. Innocent til proven guilty appears lost but not forgotten, even tho it is hardly considered. Standing from this avid supporters view, who can remember attending charitable rock benefits hosted by Eddie Spaghetti (frontman of the Supersuckers) back in early two thousand, this wasn't a foreign film or subjec for me. I'll leave it for your own to watch in sheer horror and disbelief, because if this film doesnt persuade you not once, twice but thrice in a row since 1996, then you'll need your own jury to persuade me you're not amongst the criminally insane.
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