After watching the Making of a Murderer, I continued my quest; I suppose seeking justice. I found Dear Zachary on Netflix. It’s not the same drama as the Steven Avery case, but it will leave you shaking your head.
One of the things I loved about Dear Zachary is that it is a movie–perhaps we can call it a documentary–done by a friend of the victim, Andrew Bagby. It’s a letter to the victim’s son, Zachary, but not just a letter, it is a cinematic scrapbook that shares who Andrew Bagby was and how much he was loved by his friends, colleagues, and parents.
The book Dance with the Devil is also based on the story.
If you aren’t familiar with the story of Andrew Bagby, he was murdered by a woman by the name of Shirley Jane Turner. It happened shortly after Bagby ended his relationship with Turner. after Bagby ended their tumultuous relationship. Shortly after she was arrested, she announced she was pregnant with Bagby’s child, a boy she named Zachary. Kuenne decided to interview numerous relatives, friends, and associates of Andrew Bagby and incorporate their loving remembrances into a film that would serve as a cinematic
Turner was arrested and announced she was pregnant with Bagby’s child. She named the child Zachary.
From here, the story just gets crazy.
The film isn’t a series, but can be watched in one sitting.
I hope someday to be half the grandparent that Andrew Bagby’s parents were to Zachary.
Have you watched, Dear Zachary?