Director: Kirby Dick
The Campus Project, LLC./Madman
It’s one of those movie you recommend only because the story/back-story is important – it’s not, as such ‘good’; that’s the wrong word. I mean it’s great that anyone is attempting to shine a light on cover-ups, on epidemics, on invisible battles…but it’s not going to leave you fulfilled in any way, only (more) infuraiated.
The film gives voice to survivors and the people speaking directly to camera are strong, their stories of recovery, of their attacks, are heart-breaking. Their strength is amazing, their ordeals horrific, their treatment in recovery woeful; the culture of cover-ups is as head-scratchingly embarrassing and wrong as hearing about the U.S. Senate continuing to vote down gun-control laws; it’s far worse than that of course.
More than one woman tells the story of how grief counsellors lead in with questions around what the victim might have been wearing or how they might have been behaving; they’re’ asked to recall right off the bat if there was anything they could have done differently, should they have not had quite as much to drink…
There’s a slight overwroughtness/melodrama to some aspects of the film – production-wise (commissioning a Lada Gaga song for example) but the stories, as awful as they are to hear, are important and though it’s of course the great shame of our society that there be any need for these sorts of documentaries the work here is empowering and inspiring in the face of such atrocity.
It’s hard to see that far ahead though – this film might only bring rage. And though there’s nothing wrong with that, it’s the logical and visceral response, this film’s strength and intentions should only be commended, it’s a hard watch, too hard for many I’m sure. Very hard to recommend but very important that we do.