The Zapruder film always makes me so sad. Whenever I happen to see it, I get depressed.
It’s not just the loss of a single life, or the loss of a promising leader, but also the 60’s setting reminds me of old pictures of my parents, before the bad days, plus there’s something inherent in my reaction to the film that represents the death of love; seeing Jackie react and flee fills me with a deep sadness.
Now–hoax or not–there is an interesting new version of the film.