Why did you kill me? is the latest Netflix documentary about real crimes and has one lousy catch. A mother uses a fake MySpace account to hunt down her daughter’s killer. The story behind the controversial 2006 murder of Crystal Theobald. A 24-year-old who is a mother of two sounds intriguing if we assume that this document. It goes beyond sensational tactics to provide a picture of the increasingly complex human condition. (Check for a spoiler alert: yes.)
The Storyline and the plot:
We looked at the MySpace chat screen and disclaimed. That all the online conversations depicted in the film are entertainment gained from the interview. A woman named Angel is talking to a man whose username is a joke. “Do you love me?” He wrote. “I know, I know,” he replied. “Then why did he kill me?” He asked.
Are you addicted? On February 24, 2006, Crystal Theobald was sitting in a car with her brother and boyfriend. Driving through their neighborhood in Riverside, California. They were stopped at a street corner when a young man pulled out his gun and shot a car. Their mother, Belinda Lane, was in the car behind them and witnessed the whole gruesome scene.
We see surveillance cameras from a car approaching a nearby grocery store. And her brother Justin pulling her out of the chair and hugging her lifeless body. In the words of her relative – “She’s going to play with the baby doll with me … she’s really burning my imagination”. She says her younger cousin Jamie in a shaky voice – the film depicts Crystal as a beautiful and loving woman. And for a moment, we wonder if this isn’t the place. To pull the rug beneath us and reveal some dark secrets.
Rest assured, this is not the case. There are other things weirder to find. The detective in the Rick Wheeler case said he wondered why Belinda didn’t appear to be cooperating with the investigation. “When I got into trouble, I didn’t call the police,” he said. He believes the criminal is linked to 5150 notorious gangs. Who has a significant presence in the area and are helping Det.
Wheeler identifies a suspect, but this is the wrong person.
We soon learned that she and her son were against the law (“My sons – they are men,” she shrugged); She says she started shifting around on methamphetamine while working in two jobs and raising five children alone and joining. But the detective continues at a stalemate.
Jamie has a brilliant idea: create a fake MySpace account posing as an attractive young woman. They hook up with 5,150 members, and see if she can track down potential customers. Made it – something. She flirts with men but doesn’t care about helpful information. So he took a step forward and created another fake profile with an actual photo of Crystal’s name Angel. Crystal is someone easy to fall in love with, Jamie says. And that’s how she described her cousin’s personality in her 5,150 boys communique. She wanted to go somewhere but found the experience too unsettling. And gave Belinda’s account a password telling her son to sing. Not do it himself, and let the investigation go on. Belinda dares to use “Angel” to stir up bullshit among gang members. “This is where the story gets even more awkward,” he said.
Critical Analysis and Review:
Why you killed me is a tense and convincing tragedy. That takes an enlightened and touching turn in its final act. Beyond the social media component, case details are not far above the norm for detectives following leads and interviewing suspects. But director Fredrick Monk conducted in-depth interviews with former 5150 gang members and their families. The intertwined footage from the police interrogation room, and turned the film into the profile of Belinda Lane. She openly shares her troubling sadness, making her think about giving us a little hope for the congregation.
Gangs that function as failed families as their blood brothers. Compare that to Belinda and the many drug-related crimes that have to learn to trust law enforcement and her children. And you have a shared portrait of the struggle in one of Los Angeles’ notorious suburbs. This is not a story that is stupid or too deep, but it is worth telling.
Why you killed me is a well-crafted and insightful document. That is sure to scratch the itch of true criminal fans.