It has a number of compelling things about it, but ultimately falls short. Heavy-handed and given to cheap sensationalism posing as a kind of people's investigative journalism - it starts down some interesting paths, but never really follows through on any really satisfying level. Interesting, but uneven.
The premise was intriguing. Sold as an examination into a childhood urban legend, or 'bogeyman' figure, it actually becomes a documentary about the convicted kidnapper Andre Rand. While its intentions are admirable, the film feels like a student effort, relying more on second-hand stock-footage & local gossip than actual investigation. It never gets to the heart of the story or questions its innumerable loose ends.
"An atmospheric blend of archival news film (ghoulishly fascinating), homey interviews (moving and sometimes baffling) and amateur sleuthing (cheerfully random), Cropsey shines an uncomfortable light on the way we reason." - Jeannette Catsoulis, NYTimes.
It's a shame the documentarians couldn't really do their film justice. Fascinating subject matter- urban legends, and how society deals with its darkest truths. The images of disabled children imprisoned in a psychiatric "hospital" will haunt you forever & mark a particularly dark time in our history, something Foucault writes about in Birth of the Clinic. In the hands of Errol Morris/Herzog it could be ***** easily.
great that this community was still involved after twenty years into finding the truth of these crimes, yet this documentary falls short when sorting facts from speculation. It feels gimmicky when both directors decide to take the case into their own hands, forcing onto us various speculative theories.
Lo mejor de "Cropsey" tiene que ver para cuando sus documentalistas citan esa relación de cómo la creencia urbana no es más que una invención producto la ignorancia o de querer rehuir de lo violento. Está también la mente perversa de un sujeto o el padecimiento de un "conejillo de indias". Se abre la puerta a lo incierto. ¿Qué sucedió en realidad? Nadie lo sabrá. Un cuento de terror por instantes, aunque redundante.