I hate documentaries and I don’t know why. Is it because they are all depressing stories about people who died tragically while suffering from an extensive mental illness?
Maybe its because I am too empathic (is that a word?) and take on the thoughts and feelings of the person the story is happening to. It could also be a combination of self-reflection of my own life and how fleeting life really is, I don’t know.
However, I decided to watch Three Identical Strangers today. I’d seen posters for it at my local theatres, was intrigued but never sat down to watch it (even though I had Movie Pass at the time). So when it appeared on a site that shall not be named, I decided to watch it.
Boy, was I in for a surprise.
First of all, I didn’t know it was a documentary.
But I was committed after all, how bad could a documentary about triplets separated at birth be?
This documentary takes you through the reunion of three boys who were separated at birth, and the reason why they were split up into three homes. It was well put together, I’ll give them that, but (I won’t spoil it for those of you who haven’t seen it) it took a really dark turn that really has me questioning the depravity of humans.
With the news constantly churning out stories of people shooting innocent groups of people, fires, wars, it’s just too much sometimes to find out how evil people can be towards other human beings. Why do we feel the need to hurt other people so much?
I will never understand.