Fuga de prisión: El amor anda suelto

Love does make you do the weird, wild and unthinkable things. It seems love is not just blind, it numbs your mind too. Truth is indeed stranger than fiction. This true story has more excitement and suspense than a fictitious thriller.

How else can you explain a lady officer of a correctional facility getting friendly and falling in love with a much younger inmate who is in prison on a charge of murder. A case of fence eating grass. Worse how can this lady plan to run away with him in order to settle down with him in some remote location.

With years of experience in procedures of the law did she not realize that this escapade would end in their arrest not to speak of the shame it would bring to all concerned ?

The movie keeps you riveted throughout even though the narrative is in an unconventional format with extensive use of CCTV footage with faces blurred. The voice over and the storyline is well done keeping the suspense live.

So, I watched "Jailbreak Love on the Run" and, let me tell you, I'm swimming against the tide here. Vicky? Not exactly a damsel in distress. She knew the ropes and was well aware of the rules she was flouting, which could have landed her in hot water. And Casey? He wasn't just along for the ride. The documentary, in my opinion, didn't lay all the cards on the table. If they had been keeping an eye on things like they should have, this whole caper would have been shut down early. And seriously, who's ever heard of anyone being allowed out of uniform? No way.

Now, let's dive into the behind-the-scenes antics. This could have been stopped so early if people were actually doing their jobs. Red flags were popping up like crazy, and yet, nothing. The documentary made it clear there were some serious management issues. We didn't hear from many perspectives, which makes me wonder if some people kept quiet out of fear of retaliation. Wouldn't surprise me one bit.

So, in conclusion, this documentary needed more expansion and less "let's gloss over the juicy bits."

I don't know who's bright idea it was to garnish this alleged documentary with every sex-phone-call these two idiots engaged in, but it really shameful towards the director and Netflix for publishing this garbage.

I'm not a prude, but this tasteless trash is hardly entertaining and a sure waste of the money they invested into making it. Honestly, the director of this should be barred from ever making another documentary for his/her entire life. They honestly don't understand the medium.

I love crime dramas, and was really set to sit down and enjoy this. After 40 minutes I'd had enough and turned it off. I found better retellings of this story done by amateurs on YouTube. Save your time.... watch something else.

Staff at a corrections facility are shocked to learn that their colleague, Vicky White, a stalwart of the facility has fallen in love with an inmate, Casey White, and helped him to escape.

What an absolutely crazy story, talk about an unexpected love story. It's a very well made, intriguing storyline, well made, interesting and surprising, with some fascinating interviews.

I had a feeling it would have a tragic ending, and it really does, what a way for this story to end, a tragedy.

It doesn't seem as though Casey was a particularly good guy, he wouldn't have ended up where he did I guess, but what on Earth was Vicky thinking, what a crazy risk to take. One thing that seems obvious, they fell for eachother.

One question I came away with, is nobody monitoring those phone calls inside the prison? Surely someone would have clocked the sheer volume of calls?

7/10.

Vicky was certainly experienced enough in her position- having worked there for over seventeen years- portraying her as some simpleton that was merely looking for love and fell for the wrong guy is disingenuous, at best. There's a lot of excusing of stupidity here, and if the roles were reversed i sincerely doubt we would see a male guard portrayed so sympathetically or as an innocent who was merely led astray by a predator. Casey is definitely preying on her vulnerability, but as an employee surrounded by men every second of her working day (50-60 hours her WEEK) one would think the need for fortifications and reinforcements in place to ensure this was not even a possibility. There should never be any vulnerability to exploit, and one should never be acting as some sort of 'surrogate' of a mother or worse, a lover, for inmates with nothing to lose and everything to gain by exploiting these employees. I understand sympathy, or even empathy, but that's what those incarcerated are looking for- a way in. Even if there isn't ill-intent on behalf of the inmate, you're becoming a loophole for them. Just as the inmate interviewed talked about trying to ferret out those who threatened to out the affair, he expressed anger over her not being able to be his 'mommy figure'. That is absolutely not her job, and that should never be something expressed to these inmates. That she was constantly going out of her way for her favorite inmates or that of her 'boyfriend' says everything wrong with this entire debacle.

One has to wonder in what type insanity would you ever have an opposite sex employee that oversees so much of the daily goings on? The entire reason she was able to escape the view of her coworkers and/or superiors is because she was responsible for so much of every facet of the facility. Even if opposing sexes are needed, more oversight is absolutely necessary and should be mandatory; the checks and balances didn't even exist here and nobody could see past their own duties to even consider this a vague possibility. There's absolutely no way Vicky wasn't just as culpable, and maybe even more so. Someone has to be the adult in the room or we're looking at mass chaos of the highest order.

It wasn't an unbearable watch, but there were portions far too incredulous to digest. Far too many people placed far too much confidence in someone who was, what seems to be, merely abflattering compliment away from an incredibly felonious act with zero regard for the path of wreckage left in her wake.