The 2002 D.C. snipers, and their "father-son" relationship: how John Muhammad, the loner with a restraining order from his children, recruited teenage Lee Malvo and brainwashed him to take out random targets during a three-week terror spree. The slow-paced but well-directed film is wise at not focusing on the shootings per se, and rather on how bizarre ideologies gain momentum from scattered social roots. But at the end, I didn't learn anything interesting about the nature of these individuals, and the point of making a movie about them was lost upon me. But again, maybe that's exactly the point.
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