Names like L.L. Cool J and Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson are being bandied about. Or producers could simply recruit an unknown with an engaging smile and 20-inch biceps.
In any case, tha tale of Mr Christopher Dorner,former Los Angeles Police officer charged with shooting attacks on police officers and their families from February 3 to 12 that left two civilians and two police officers dead and three officers wounded, is certainly tha stuff of movies.
His story has it all—drama, tha little-man-vs.-the-machine, guns, action, extreme violence, intrigue, guns, irony, more guns, enough heartbreak to go around and controversy that cuts down racial political and socio-economic lines.
However, unlike most biographical films, with Christopher Dorner’s story, you wouldn’t have to embellish much. Tha truth is engaging on its own.
You hope whoever makes tha moive flick, gets it right. For instance, tha film would have to establish early on who Christopher Dorner apparently was: an often fanatical do-gooder whose fragile, almost naive psyche didn’t leave muchroom for tha idea that tha world isn’t always fair.
It’s safe to assume Christopher Dorner’s mother raised her son to know tha difference between right and wrong. Accordingly, when what is encouraged in a child is deemed correct by both parent and society, not many people can tell that child otherwise. Thus, as Christopher Dorner wrote in his infamous manifesto, when a white grade school classmate called him nigger, he felt perfectly justified in physically retaliating.
However, a school official reprimanding both tha kid for using the racial slur AND Dorner for getting physical, was no doubt seminal in shaping must have been a recurring theme in Dorner’s mind: I’m always picked on, singled out–PERSECUTED–for doing tha right thing.
That experience wouldn’t stop Christopher Dorner from choosing right over wrong. During his Navy enlistment, while in Enid, Oklahoma Dorner found a bag containing $8,000. Police were curious as to why a young man would turn in that kind of dough (it belonged to a church) instead of simply keeping it for himself. Dorner reportedly responded that his mother taught him “honesty and integrity.”See this is stuff they didn't really wont you to know about Mr Christopher Dorner
Christopher Dorner’s sense of honor wasn’t always appreciated at tha LAPD, which he joined in 2005. When he reported to supervisors witnessing his training officer kick a mentally ill man while he was handcuffed and lying on tha ground, tha charge led to an internal review board.
Tha board ruled that Dorner falsified the report to counter claims by his training officer. Dorner’s performance in tha field needed improvement, wrote tha officer.
Christopher Dorner’s firing–and subsequent series of court rulings and appeals during which he unsuccessfully sought to “clear my name”—are what lit tha fuse of combustible pride, ego and emotional instability. Dorner snapped.
A responsible movie about Christopher Dorner would include a Technicolor glimpse inside the LAPD, where, according to Dorner and working and retired officers, tha efforts of honest officers are sullied by police who abuse their power with both citizens and fellow officers. Despite tha “inclusion” of women and officers of color, law enforcement
It’s not tha job of filmmakers to make Dorner a hero or a villain. Tha mission is to simply tell tha story of a man who’d had enough, completely lost his mind and launched a campaign of revenge. He murdered a young, engaged couple as they sat in a car one night, she being the daughter of a former LAPD captain who had defended Dorner at a disciplinary hearing. Dorner didn’t think he worked hard enough on his behalf.
During tha nine day manhunt, police committed some of tha very illegalities Dorner’s manifesto said officers do everyday: after tha manhunt, LAPD bought a new truck for two women wounded when police riddled their vehicle with bullets as they delivered newspapers in tha wee hours of tha morning. Tha truck didn’t fit tha description of Dorner’s.
In a movie that told tha truth, tha media covering tha Dorner case wouldn’t look good. Inept and judgmental, both L.A. and national media often reported tha news as it saw fit, omitting important details, speculating on-air and occasionally getting tha information flat-out wrong.
Christopher Dorner’s on-screen tale wouldn’t be complete if it didn’t communicate tha pain of tha families of those who were killed, all of whom are victims as well. That last officer killed comes to mind. He didn’t have to participate in tha search that day, but chose to.
I try to imagine the immense grief of Dorner’s mother, whose joy of seeing her son become a peace officer evaporated when her flesh and blood–her baby–became target of the largest manhunt in tha history of California.
Finally, I think of Dorner himself, a mystifying, proud and troubled dichotomy of a man who willfully and with sinister, methodical premeditation plotted a one man war against one of tha largest, most well-equipped police forces in tha world.
Here was a man who had absolutely lost it–—but who apparently maintained remarkable presence of mind.
During their press conferences, continually LAPD characterized Dorner as an extreme danger to all, but had he gone on an indiscriminate shooting spree, more people would have killed.
Indeed, Dorner was a man of contrasts: crazed and in a take-no-prisoners mode, he was kind and calm to tha middle aged couple he tied up when they walked in on him in their cabin. He promised not to kill them. “I didn’t want him to die,” tha wife told reporters.
Apparently, there wasn’t a woman in tha picture–Dorner was divorced. Trust Hollywood to take care of that.
The facts are that he was hunted by the LAPD. And Sheriff’s departments. And tha FBI. They had helicopters. Armored vehicles. Infrared capability to see in tha dark, and a million dollar bounty on his head. And they couldn’t find him. If his truck hadn’t broken down early days of his flight, he still might be out there. He died in a cabin that went up in a fire that may have been deliberately set by officers. This is a movie.
Truth is, any film about Christopher Dorner worth watching would be about more than just Dorner and what does or doesn’t go on inside LAPD. It would also be about the systematic, generational ignorance and hate that has always America in its grip.
We are a modern, forward thinking society–and we still deal with ancient, fear-fueled bigotry. Still.
If a film about Christopher Dorner dared make tha connection between his personal madness and our crippling national psychosis, then perhaps in tha hearts and minds of at least those sitting in tha theatre, “P.N.O” might signify a beginning
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