If you ever wondered what slow motion psychological collapse looks like when filmed entirely through police body cams, 911 recordings, and interrogation room fluorescents, congratulations. This movie is your reward.
The Perfect Neighbor is a found footage fever dream stitched together from real audio and video. No actors. No reenactments. Just raw government recordings and the creeping realization that everyone involved is either incompetent, malicious, or terminally stupid.
Our star is Susan Lorincz, a lonely, aging Florida woman who checks every box the internet loves to hate. White. Female. Isolated. Angry. Chronically on the phone with 911. Her crime? Living next door to a pack of feral kids with parents who mistook reproduction for parenting.
For nearly two years, Lorincz did what the system tells you to do. Call the police. Over and over. She complained about harassment, threats, and escalating behavior. The cops responded with the usual modern law enforcement toolkit. Shrugs. Warnings. Paperwork. Repeat.
Feeling unsafe, she bought firearms. Because when you realize the cavalry is not coming, people tend to improvise. What she did not buy, apparently, was training, judgment, or the ability to shut up.
Eventually, the situation graduates from nuisance to confrontation. A mother storms over, pounds on Lorincz’s door, and allegedly threatens to kill her. Lorincz fires a single round through the door. One shot. No warning. No visual confirmation. Just panic and a very permanent decision.
She cooperates fully with police. Talks freely. Explains everything. Hands them the rope and politely asks them to pull. She is initially left free, which lasts exactly until the professional arsonists of racial outrage arrive.
Enter Al Sharpton, America’s most reliable accelerant. A match is struck. Politicians rush in to kneel, apologize, and promise consequences. The narrative is written before the evidence is finished loading.
Lorincz is arrested and charged with manslaughter. The trial plays out exactly how you think it will. The ending is real, unavoidable, and not spoiled here. Suffer through it yourself.
What makes this film unsettling is not just the tragedy. It is the intent. The filmmakers clearly despise stand your ground laws, self defense, and anyone who does not pass their moral purity test under stress. Every edit leans. Every pause sneers. Every omission is intentional.
Still, it is worth watching. Not because it is fair. Because it is educational.
If you take nothing else from this film, learn this. The Fifth Amendment is not a suggestion. Silence is not guilt. Talking to police after a shooting is not bravery. It is self destruction.
Netflix did not make a documentary about justice. They made a warning. Just not the one they think they did.
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