"M"

I really dislike scary movies. Really. Once I heard that "M" was about a serial killer, I was unenthused. When I heard that it was a German film, I was even more negative about it. I thought, if the murderer aspect of the film didn't get to me, the language might. I was pretty surprised, though, because I really enjoyed the film. You know that a film is well done when you can't tell the difference between good and bad, and there is sympathy for a seemingly terrible character. One of the most striking moments of the film is when Peter Lorre's character gives his monologue about his burning need to kill (to stop the voices in his head). Although I knew the significant pain and anguish he caused others, my heart really went out to him. I thought that portraying Lorre's character as a victim made the movie really special. It was creeeeeeeepy, though. Especially the whole Hitler liking Fritz Lang's films and modeling the SS wardrobe after the bad guy. Creeeeeeepy.