This might be a test of the unfathomable effects of horror. But it will be chosen for the deaf who have no taste and tone.
I was nine in the summer of 1985 and in San Diego, scorching hot – it’s an oppressive dry heat that you won’t sweat because it instantly evaporates. I sat quietly with my parents in the heat around the dining table at the neighbor’s house. All doors and windows were open – air conditioning was a rarity in San Diego, and my parents interrupted the meal to look out the window or stand by the door. My father lay to look outside, my mother bowed her head around him for a quick glance at night.
My father didn̵7;t want to cool off. It was because a former college basketball player who was over six and a half feet tall and over 250 pounds was worried about the Night Stalker. Every light in our house opened the curtains and blinds to show a clear line. He watched across the courtyard to make sure no one else was in the house waiting to ambush us when we got home.
Between March and August 1985, Richard Ramirez murdered 12 people in California, mostly in the San Gabriel Valley east of Los Angeles, in a campaign to kill and Torture, which includes mass rape and child abduction. It goes beyond the real crime. It’s a true horror story. Netflix’s “Night Stalker: The Hunt for a Serial Killer” is a four-part series following the work of two detectives for the Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department. Where they follow Ramirez Creating a list of police jobs by Dej. Sgt. Frank Salerno and Det.Gil Carrillo are tales of drainage, inspecting, compelling intuition, pursuit of committed evidence, luck and experience that often runs the risk of being impeded by interagency political police.
In the event that the series goes horrible, outrageous outrage lies in the sinister packaging of hefty interviews with police, journalists, victims, survivors and families. Real scene photographs are used throughout the series, a very upsetting choice. But it is necessary to demonstrate the horror of the animal. (Your imagination is wild, it is not enough)
What was totally unnecessary was director Tiller Russell’s new legislation on crime backed by a great B-grade visualization.We didn’t need to see a single drop of blood in slow motion when it fell to the ground. We don’t need to see the blood-stained hammer next to it. (This shot is repeated several times.) We don’t need to see a scene of an ominous creature emerging in the dark – it’s not a sign. But it is a scorched and terrifying filler. We don’t want Ramirez’s recorded words bulleted on set in hot pink in the night traffic scene in Los Angeles. This is not an exhibition by Patrick Nagel.
In the final episode, when Ramirez was finally identified as a suspect, his name and photo were splashed across the media. Returning from Arizona in a Greyhound bus, Ramirez soon realizes he’s at real risk of arrest and begins a frantic chase through East Los Angeles. Los Angeles includes running across all lanes, both directions from five freeways, the story of a desperate final bid for freedom, excerpted by God Save Me with the Pac-Man scene chasing and eating ghosts. (It’s the ’80s, understand?)
It’s a profound story, a frightening tone, and a problem throughout the series. When you use real photos of the bloody bedspread of a 16-year-old girl who was almost beaten to death with a steel tire, you wouldn’t be cute.
My father looked at the news on August 30, 1985, the day after his birthday – and told me when I entered the room they had arrested the Night Stalker. “How did the police catch him?” I asked.
“A lot of people in the neighborhood recognized him and…” he started, and I remember for quite a long time my father figured out how to define what happened to Ramirez and me in the age of 9. … Making sure he doesn’t run away. “
As the documents reveal, Ramirez was once recognized by running through east Los Angeles, a neighborhood garrison that defeated him promptly. The patrol car happened by accident.Agents grabbed Ramirez in the back seat before the mob killed him. Ramirez was eventually sentenced to 19 counts of death and was sent to San Quentin; He died in prison in 2013 of lymphoma.
The case for the Night Stalker still lives on in my heart and the rest of the people who lived during that time. But now that his fearful place in the San Gabriel Valley seems to be back to normal, Sierra Madre is home to a fine ice cream parlor. We got the Christmas tree from a location in Monrovia. The bakery in Glassell Park has the best pastries in Los Angeles.We bought camping gear for our son’s annual school trip to Joshua Tree in Arcadia.
There’s a story to tell about life in the suburbs of Los Angeles, where Night Stalker has proven that the veneer of the normalcy of the outdoors is extremely thin. It might be a sunny place for someone with some shade to steal the streak of Somerset Maugham.
But that’s a matter of subtlety, a willingness to delve into the inhumane and inhumane things among the seemingly mundane things and the ways that the incomprehensible people of the day are. Maybe one day that story will be told.
“Night Stalker: The Hunt for a Serial Killer” is now streaming on Netflix.