Review of Capturing the Friedmans (2003) by Michael Atkinson for Village Voice — 26 May 2003

I've seen only a few films in my lifetime that so potently express the golden hopes of childhood and parenthood, as well as the inevitable decimation of that hopefulness -- that forward-looking bliss -- at the hands of catastrophe, or merely age, spite, and exhaustion.

Or, as for the Friedmans, all of the above.