Ted K’s biggest failing is how closely it mirrors its subject, and both could really use some guidance on what's right and wrong. The film portrays Ted Kaczynski as a disturbed individual—sexually frustrated, lacking basic hygiene, irritable from isolation, generally grumpy, and humorless—so the co-writer and director Tony Stone isn’t exactly presenting him in a flattering light (at least, that’s my impression; he seems to wish he were related to Oliver Stone). This is not someone you'd want to spend any significant time with, even if he weren't responsible for taking other people's lives. Still, Stone dedicates two hours to observing this person’s actions. We see him get angry, brood, and complain about women and technology; we watch his schemes and plans unfold—essentially, we witness him in action. While Roger Ebert once pointed out that “Actual work is more interesting than most plots,” he was referring to honest labor, something Kaczynski, despite having a Ph.D., seems incapable of performing. Two hours are spent with barely any consideration given to Kaczynski’s victims, who are kept at the same distance and treated with the same indifference as Kaczynski himself—a choice that feels rather cowardly. We see some of the bombings but nothing about their consequences, creating the impression that his crimes had no real impact on anyone. The movie doesn't glorify Kaczynski, but it also doesn’t condemn him; instead, it isolates him in a self-contained world where his actions are implicitly excused. Similarly, what was described as "the largest manhunt in FBI history" is treated almost as an afterthought. It's not an exaggeration to say that I have rarely seen a film with such misplaced priorities. The pursuit should have been the focus of the story; the victims deserved to be characters; and the killer should have appeared only in brief glimpses before his eventual capture. *The Highwaymen* understood this a couple of years ago, and despite its technical shortcomings, it was far more compelling than *Bonnie and Clyde*. Sharlto Copley took on an unenviable role. Not only does his performance feel like the kind of Charles Manson imitation Jeremy Davies used to do effortlessly, but he’s also constantly in every scene with a character who is almost impossible to connect with. I mean, it's probably safe to say that most people have managed to resist the impulse to kill an intrusive neighbor, whereas Kaczynski can’t control his violent urges even when living far from civilization.

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