Z lives in my memory

I’m watching Z, from 1969, on TCM.

When I was in the 9th grade I saw Z on a school field trip. We took a yellow bus all the way into downtown Boston, which was a big deal in itself. I remember being completely wrapped up in the film, start to finish. Everything seemed to be so real, and not fake like a Hollywood movie. I wasn’t even aware that I was reading subtitles for over two hours, as I struggled to keep up with the story of political intrigue. The ending left me feeling upset and outraged. Z helped to develop my awareness of the adult world, and political corruption, which was further tested a couple of years later, with the news of the Watergate Hotel break-in by Nixon operatives.

P.S. The movie is over, and it occurs to me that it’s similar to Dragnet, in the way it goes through the investigative process.

One thought on “Z lives in my memory”

  1. I remember you coming back from that field trip. You were STOKED for a week at least! It clearly made a huge impression on you.

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