Rainy in Glenageary directed by Graham Jones feels as though
it is an impressionist painting of a crime story rather than a straight ahead
true crime documentary.
It’s a classy way to do true crime. It constantly
forces you to ask why do you want to see the gore in the true crime genre? Why
do you need the lurid details?
This crime most likely took place inside of a close
circle of young people. Young people we never see, except as a painting. The
film tells the story of the unsolved murder of teenager Raonaid Murray in 1999
in Ireland. It feels more honest in this day and age of true crime podcasting
precisely because it doesn’t really come out and explicitly offer a theory of
the crime.
However the fact that it doesn’t feel sensational
does detract. Jones has made a choice to not make the crime more lurid than it
already was. Because Jones decided to treat both Raonaid and her circle of
friends as the children they were in 1999, there is something missing. But, I
keep asking, why did I want it? Murder shouldn't be a past-time, and Jones's effort makes that point over and over.
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