Netflix have been really pushing their True Crime documentaries over the past couple of years, particularly since they released Making a Murderer. Two have recently generated quite a lot of discussion: “Conversations with a Killer: The Ted Bundy Tapes” and “Abducted in Plain Sight”. My other half have watched both this week and despite Netflix’s promotion of “Conversations with a Killer: The Ted Bundy Tapes” via their Twitter focusing on it being scary
for those of us with a PhD in true crime podcasts, Conversations with a Killer: The Ted Bundy Tapes is now streaming
maybe don’t watch it alone x
— Netflix UK & Ireland (@NetflixUK) January 24, 2019
its that “maybe don’t watch alone x” comment that really stands out, and indeed certain websites have clung onto it to say how scary it is. But you know what? Its just not. Sure, its a good documentary about a notorious guy and the thing I took away from it was just how egocentric Bundy was. He was the perfect killer, so “intelligent” he thought he was better than everyone and only “confessed” to his crimes right at the very end as a delaying tactic to try and avoid the death penalty, his “intelligence” (read: ego) was such that he wouldn’t let his defence lawyers, State appointed or otherwise, do their job, he knew he was a better defence lawyer. Not only that but he gave him opportunity to relive his crimes. However, we all knew that he met his maker, and whilst the World will never know the extent of his crimes, its clear he’s no longer on the loose and that the worlds Policing and profiling specialist learned an awful lot from those cases. What is scary about the world we live in afterwards is that the media we consume does still stereotype to an awful degree, murderers in TV shows are nearly always weird, counter culture types that don’t socialise and have strange behaviours.
Onto Abducted in Plain Sight which my partner and I found far more terrifying. Why? Because of the sheer ineptitude of absolutely everybody involved, sure the fact we have three girls ourselves may play into that fear to some degree, but as each moment, each cock-up, every manipulation was revealed and how the girls family were, seemingly, more interested in protecting themselves from their own indiscretions, our jaws dropped further and further. The story is something that you just could not make up, could not imagine, it’s beyond baffling, and yet it happened. Not only that but “B” has committed similar crimes on other young girls and never served any serious jail time prior to taking his own life. That the mother of Jess recollects being seduced as part of his plan to get closer to Jess with a smile on her face, seemingly looking back on that time almost fondly, because he made her feel special, never seemingly properly acknowledging the fact he only made her feel like that in order to get close to his real target. Likewise Jess seems to still be in love with “B” (and has even admitted her relationships since haven’t been the same, that she hasn’t loved them like she did “B”). That to me is terrifying, that despite everything they don’t seem to have learned their lesson, and despite Jess’ tears and her voice cracking there still seems to be a longing there for the relationship to have continued.