What my family has experienced is nowhere near the awfulness that some other families have experienced and certainly nowhere near the ugliness that is Anti-Semitism. Please do not misunderstand; I find any level of any kind of racism disgusting and I abhor people who partake in it.
Hate Crime is physically, mentally and emotionally draining to watch; the longer it went on, the more I began to hate it. Ready to completely write this off as another piece of unnecessary filth, my mind was completely changed when the screen went to black and then the details of what became of everyone involved appeared. It was at this very moment that the movie really kicked me in the stomach by reminding me that, for some people, this night could be a reality. As I sat on my comfy couch and started judging the filmmaker and being annoyed by the audio, someone, somewhere was being abused in the same manner that this family was. I believe this is what Oprah would call an "a-ha moment".
Clearly, not a movie that I intend to revisit, Hate Crime certainly achieves it's desired result and it's the kind of movie that affects you on a visceral level and reminds you of the world that we live in. While this isn't the type of film that I would recommend for everyone, I do believe it has a place and sometimes it's via film that people need to be reminded of reality.
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