The documentary that breaks every single person who watches it.
Kurt Kuenne made this film as a scrapbook for his murdered best friend's son. What starts as a warm, handmade tribute takes a turn so devastating that describing it would be a crime against anyone who hasn't seen it. Every single person who watches this cries. Not metaphorically — literally everyone. It's the most emotionally destructive 95 minutes in documentary history, and you owe it to yourself to experience it blind.

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