As unsettling as it is tragic...
For a while I've refrained from reviewing this, because it's quite difficult to do so
without bias. After much deliberation, I thought instead of a review I would write an "essay".
I remember watching this film before Jeff had committed his killing spree,
at the time I didn't think much of it, other that it was a fairly decent cartoon.
Upon watching the film again in the context of what occurred, one can see
this was the product of a deeply troubled individual.
The clown in the film could have been the way Jeff saw the world, things that were supposed to be innocent became corrupt, perverted, and dangerous...
At the time the killings occurred the media focused on his other more violent cartoon. I don't know why since this one seems to say more about the true nature of the individual.
Jeff was a mixed up youth, crying for help...
He couldn't find it through his teachers, parents, or peers.
The saddest thing about this story isn't that the murders occurred... It's that they could have been prevented.