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Dear Zachary

No film has ever shattered me or weighed me down quite the way this film did. Dear Zachary: A Letter To A Son About His Father (2008) was so painful that I found myself grimacing in heartache every second of the film. After typing this post I am going to find myself some comedy to cure this heartache, for I suspect I may not be able to fall asleep otherwise. Yet as transient as this swell of emotions may be, the reality and pain of the persons involved do not fade. 

I am now welled with anger with the scathing injustice the law was. Thankfully, a bill in Zachary's name has become law in Canada since December 2010. Dear Zachary was such a heartbreaking and paralyzing documentary - so raw, so real, so riling. At the end of the film, I knew in that manner that it gripped me, that I had to share it, because its message is important. The judicial system around the world, not just Canada, should straighten their backs and question themselves before moving forward: Who is the system protecting? 


On Nov. 5, 2001, Dr. Andrew Bagby was murdered in a parking lot in western Pennsylvania; the prime suspect, his ex-girlfriend Dr. Shirley Turner, promptly fled the United States for St. John's, Canada, where she announced that she was pregnant with Andrew's child. She named the little boy Zachary. Filmmaker Kurt Kuenne, Andrew's oldest friend, began making a film for little Zachary as a way for him to get to know the father he'd never meet. But, when Shirley Turner was released on bail in Canada and was given custody of Zachary while awaiting extradition to the United States, the film's focus shifted to Zachary's grandparents, David and Kathleen Bagby, and their desperate efforts to win custody of the boy from the woman they knew had murdered their son. What happened next, no one could have foreseen. - Synopsis from Rotten Tomatoes