Parkland is a historical drama that will resurrect memories of the awful weekend of 22 November 1963 for those who were alive then. It was just after lunch. I was in fifth grade. We were having an English lesson. Suddenly the principal came to the classroom to announce that President Kennedy had been shot in Texas. (My school had no intercom.) I recall a classmate speculating that the President was supposed to go hunting that weekend with the vice president and that he may have been shot on the hunting trip. Already the conspiracy theories were circulating! A few minutes later the principal returned to say that the president was dead. We had no call for a moment of silence or prayer. School continued pretty much as usual. I remember my mother picking me up at school that day because she was off work. She drove me home. I turned on the TV and as I watched the news began to cry. Two days later (Sunday morning) I was on the back porch steps cracking rocks with a hammer when my mother came to the door and said "Oswald's been shot." I rushed into the house and there it was on live TV, Oswald's death replayed over and over.
It's no surprise then that the historical drama Parkland held me spellbound. It captured the horror, anger, sadness and confusion of the events in Dallas in a way that kept my attention and brought back these and other memories of that weekend. I was particularly impressed by the performance of Billy Bob Thornton as a Secret Service agent and Paul Giamatti as Abraham Zapruder, the man who filmed the assassination.