A lot of us were living close to Long Island Railroad tracks, but were not directly effected by the murders, thank God. From a distance, all we could think was that this guy had serious mental illness. And then the absurd courtroom drama which dragged on too long, but only certainly proved that he really did have a serious disconnection from reality.
Problem. It's as if the people responsible for the documentary had no faith in the content of their own work. Because, they somehow felt that mixing a continual mechanical drone on top of the audio, mixing the drone on top of the thoughts of the victims, families, and officials, was necessary. If you haven't seen the documentary yet, the drone doesn't qualify as music. Maybe, to keep the audience engaged? Maybe to assure we'd share in feeling anger by subjecting the audience to the inescapable audio-analog of itching powder? Apparently, they had no confidence in our attention span or something. Maybe they thought that we needed the continual drone to hypnotize us, to keep us from changing the channel. Whatever. Otherwise, they had no faith in their own documentary, and mistakenly felt that "it needed something more."
The good news is that long, unchanging tones are easily removed with DSP -- digital signal processing. Please accept my vote in favor of doing a "remaster" of this important documentary.
