My take...
I went…I cried…and then I got angry.
The Central Park Five
How can five baby-faced black and latino children be tried and convicted of the rape, burglary and attempted murder of a 28 year-old female financier from the upper eastside of Manhattan…when not one shred of evidence implicated them in the crime?
No DNA of theirs was on the victim or at the scene of the crime
No witnesses
No acceptable timeline
How can New York City detectives question and interrogate 14 year old kids for 30 hours without their parents present?
To be honest, I can see how and why it happened? The general perception and image of black and latino boys has always been negative or villainous. Birth of A Nation anyone? And the NYPD has never impressed me.
What I really want to understand, is how the hell did we allow this to happen to these children? They were 14 and 15 years old!!!
The film showed footage of the coerced confessions, the “perp walk” and finally the trial. I could not help but notice that these boys and their mothers were left abandoned by their own community. How a community can turn a blind eye to this miscarriage of justice and then four years later rally around the likes of O.J. Simpson just amazes me. We have some soul-searching to do.
The worst part of this film was when the verdicts returned guilty. Watching these inconsolable mothers reach for their boys as they were handcuffed, was too much for my heart. One of the boys said that he did not want to show the court any emotion. He did not want to give them that satisfaction. But, once they were put in the back of the van, every last one of them broke down and sobbed like babies. And that is what they were…just babies.