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So I thought this might be an interesting documentary. I figured it’d be largely political and socially relevant. The biggest selling point for me was that Linda Bloodworth-Thomason directed it, and I have nothing but the utmost respect and admiration for her.
What I failed to anticipate was how genuinely emotional and affecting the film might be.

I cried and cried and cried.

I’m sitting here now with a headache from the amount of crying I did. I blew my nose a dozen times, and I’m still sniffling.
There wasn’t anything cheap or theatrical about the story that was told or the emotional wallop it packs. It was just a very honest, very touching, and incredibly heartbreaking story.
If you follow me with any regularity you know I rarely post any thoughts or feelings here, that being said, the fact that I’m taking the time to express how this film affected me I hope speaks for itself.