Tower
On August 1st, 1966, A disturbed man climbed atop the clock tower in Texas University campus and preceded to open fire on anyone that moved. He terrorized the campus for 90 minutes before he was finally shot to death by two police officers.
This documentary tells the tale, through rotoscope animation and archived footage, as well as eye witness accounts.
Why follows is a emotional roller coaster as we relive those 90 minutes of terror with the survivors. It isn’t an easy journey. It’s not meant to be.
What’s refreshing about this one is it doesn’t make any judgement on the shooter, Whitman, and doesn’t go into his possible motives. Instead, it sticks with the narrative of how many felt during that time, and how they coped afterward. By sticking to the witnesses accounts, it avoid reaching any conclusions on the incident.
Instead we get tales of heroism, bravery, and survival. Dread. Fear. It’s all there. And it’s almost like I was there too, as I found myself almost a witness to these events as well. So much so I could see myself also hiding behind cover.
I tested up a little. It’s almost impossible not to.
On August 1st, 1966, A disturbed man climbed atop the clock tower in Texas University campus and preceded to open fire on anyone that moved. He terrorized the campus for 90 minutes before he was finally shot to death by two police officers.
This documentary tells the tale, through rotoscope animation and archived footage, as well as eye witness accounts.
Why follows is a emotional roller coaster as we relive those 90 minutes of terror with the survivors. It isn’t an easy journey. It’s not meant to be.
What’s refreshing about this one is it doesn’t make any judgement on the shooter, Whitman, and doesn’t go into his possible motives. Instead, it sticks with the narrative of how many felt during that time, and how they coped afterward. By sticking to the witnesses accounts, it avoid reaching any conclusions on the incident.
Instead we get tales of heroism, bravery, and survival. Dread. Fear. It’s all there. And it’s almost like I was there too, as I found myself almost a witness to these events as well. So much so I could see myself also hiding behind cover.
I tested up a little. It’s almost impossible not to.