I HATED Marc - spoilers enclosed
I don't often use the word "hate," but that was my first comment to my film group upon our exiting the theatre. I HATED Marc. I even admitted I kinda wished, for the rest of that lovely family's sake, he'd just make it easy on them and go through with his suicide plans. Some members of my film group turned to me in shock and said "that was a documentary, you know... that was a real person," to which I replied: I know. They said: But he couldn't help it that he was violent/insane. I said: But you can't help who you hate. (And besides, there was one clue from the younger brother that it wasn't the car accident that started Marc's flare-ups; it sounded like he'd beaten up on both younger siblings his entire life)
This film really made me look inward on myself and my relationship with my own family. I have a healthy relationship with those who I like as individuals, and the rest I never see or speak to. I don't see the point in forcing something that doesn't come naturally. As a result I've got a tiny and incredibly close-knit family. Quality over quantity. After years of attempting to get along, I feel sometimes it's best to just write people off. I really wish Kimberly had done this with Marc. I couldn't understand why she kept trying. I couldn't understand why she was the only one to visit him at the hospital. I couldn't empathize with her when Marc accuses her of wanting him to die and she vehemently disagrees. Why was she so hell-bent on fixing this relationship? Especially after she HAD written him off in the past, for a decade! He obviously hadn't changed from his former *beep* self.
Few people ignite such a violent reaction within me (I can find good qualities in nearly everyone), I felt compelled to see if anyone else had similar strong feelings.