"Dear Zachary" is a documentary. When a filmmaker's friend was brutally murdered, he decided to interview basically everyone the guy ever knew, making a record for his friend's young son. (The son, incidentally, whose mother was the murderer; she killed his father when she was pregnant with him.)
This starts off sadly enough, and about three-quarters of the way through, it takes a tragic twist that would be unbelievable if it wasn't true. Your heart just aches for the little boy's grandparents, who have to deal with a nightmare that is almost unbearable.
This movie is just fascinating, if awfully, awfully sad, and I do highly recommend it, but please be forewarned: This is not a "feel-good" movie by any stretch of the imagination. It does, however, give the sense of how one person, one ordinary Joe Schmo, can touch the lives of many other people.
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