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The Staircase is a new docuseries on Netflix, much in the vein of Making a Murderer in that its a sweeping and expansive document of a man being ground up in the U.S. judicial system. At 13 episodes of around one hour each it's definitely a huge time investment, but it's compulsive and fascinating viewing.
It starts in 2001 when Michael Peterson, after spending an evening watching a film and drinking some wine with his wife, finds her dying at the bottom of their staircase. She had left him alone at the pool, and he discovers the grisly scene when makes his way back inside the home. There is massive blood loss and lacerations on her head. He quickly becomes the only suspect in her alleged murder.
The filmmakers were allowed inclusive access. Nothing it seems was out of bounds, and the sheer technical aplomb in capturing everything in real time is astonishing. It's a very detached but intimate filmmaking style.
The main argument from the D.A.'s office is: how could there have been so much blood at the scene if his wife simply fell down the stairs? Michael Peterson, with a loving family and no prior convictions or even a history of anger issues, maintains his innocence throughout, and it's difficult not to believe him.
The D.A.'s office of course behaved reprehensibly, deciding very quickly on the culprit and murder weapon (a weapon they maintained was never found) and reverse engineered their flimsy case. Peterson is bisexual, and the D.A.'s theory is that Peterson's wife found incriminating evidence of pornography or an affair.
It's a very funny, heartbreaking, and illuminating series. The only flaw is the amount of padding in the final few episodes (which were commissioned by Netflix to compliment the series that had already been made for French TV). It could easily have been a 10-episode series.
As an aside, it's interesting to see the evolution of Peterson's daughters from 2001 to 2016. They were 20 when filming started, and late 30s when it ended. When the film edges closer to the present day the green hair starts appearing, as does the vocal fry and uptalk. This was one of the most fascinating aspects of the documentary in my opinion; the devolution of the western female is very real.
Check it out!