The Act of Killing hit us with a blast, and Oppenheimer's companion piece is as deeply contemplative as the first. The family of one of Indonesia's 1965 political massacre victims finally set their fear aside, and interview the killers, face-to-face. You come to the shocking reality that the killers' re-enacting/acting out the murders in the first film was not to suppress a guilty conscience, but to deflect responsibility. And if the need arises again today, they'll do it again. The families of the killers appear apologetic, but they're human, and you're not too sure about humans. A hideous experience.