The movie breaks things down
into chapters to make it manageable. The murders, the investigation, the
suspects, the trial, the sentencing, the aftermath, so forth. In the background
portion we see the families of the 17 or so murdered children from the
neighborhood of Noida in New Delhi. The killer strangled these little kids, had
sex with them, and then ate them in some cases. Shit is completely fucked up
and horrible
It all comes crashing down
when a prostitute goes missing after visiting a client in the rich part of the
neighborhood. The suspects who reside in the upperclass home are businessman
Moninder Singh Pandher and his servant, the child murdering piece of shit,
Surender Koli. They have some weird shit going on, Koli basically lies to
Pandher's wife about the prostitutes he has over, but the movies portrays
Pandher as a patsy in the situation.
This seems to be the case as
Pandher was out of town when all of the murders except for one were committed
(and it should be noted that Koli had his own quarters and separate entrance
into the main house). The police do have a confession for Pandher which was
later proved to be complete fucking bullshit as New Delhi's finest had him sign
two blank pieces of paper that they went ahead and filled out for him.
Most of the movie covers the
sensationalized news coverage of the event, lower class claims that justice
wasn’t being carried out against the wealthy businessman, and Karin’s
(Pandher’s son) eight year battle to clear his father’s name.
All in all, the program is a
pretty fucking solid look into a devastating story that took a decade to play
out. Totes worth checking out if you have Netflix.
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