This documentary leaves me somewhat puzzled about its intended purpose. It seems that the general consensus nowadays is that OJ was not innocent. Yet, the film presents a plethora of blood-related evidence that was not brought forward during the trial. Detective Lange refrains from criticizing anyone, instead focusing on presenting the actual evidence. The blood expert clarifies that this specific type of blood could not have been "planted" due to its spatter and cast-off nature. It's not as simple as dropping blood on a sock or inside a car. If the case didn't involve a celebrity and wasn't set against the backdrop of a riot-torn L. A., it would have been a straightforward case.
One of the key aspects of this documentary is the display of graphic crime scene photos that reveal the intense fury behind these murders. This was not a random act of violence, but a crime fueled by deep-seated personal rage. Viewing these photos makes it challenging to perceive OJ as anything other than a monster. However, he has since passed away, so the objective of this documentary remains unclear, unless it's to provide a platform for a detective still smarting from being labeled a liar and ridiculed despite knowing he had apprehended the correct suspect.
While I can't claim to have enjoyed this documentary - who could, really? - I did gain some new insights, and discovered that Kato Kaelin continues to be quite captivating.