This movie doesn’t need to exist, but it’s kind of funny that it does The novel was nominated for an Eisner Award, and Time dubbed it one of the top five nonfiction books of the year. As a fledgling illustrator, he drew a few pictures of Dahmer and tried to give them to him as a gift on the day they graduated from high school, a mistake that he believes nearly resulted in his becoming Dahmer’s first murder. Off-screen, Dahmer raped, killed, and dismembered 17 young men between 19, and was sentenced to 16 life terms in the Columbia Correctional Institution in Portage, Wisconsin.īackderf was Dahmer’s classmate at Revere High School in Richfield, Ohio, and was his friend in the way that compassionate, bland people are friends to basically anyone. It tells the story of Jeffrey Dahmer’s adolescence, from suburban mall humiliation to prom-night disappointment. My Friend Dahmer, an adaptation of the 2012 graphic novel by Derf Backderf (a nickname, but it’s in the film credits, so my hands are tied here), is one of these. But once in a while, there comes a film that raises the question so forcefully, it’s impossible to ignore.
It’s no fun to enter a movie-viewing experience asking, “Does this movie need to exist?” and I would never prescribe it as a habit.
Get comfortable, put the kettle on, check the closet for ghosts, then find a hand to squeeze until the bones pop.
We’re calling this series Hold My Hand, as we look at films you might want to watch with a supportive viewing partner. The choice is fear ! We’ve decided to embrace the season by taking in as many new horror movies as possible and reporting back on which ones are worth your time.