Manson: The Lost Tapes

A grim, true-crime dramatization that lingers on the unsettling details of notorious killers and their victims.

A sober, clinical tour through disturbed minds, more unsettling for its calm analysis than for any graphic detail.

A grim, methodical plunge into archival recordings and testimony that leaves a heavy, unsettling residue long after it ends.

A sober, immersive true-crime chronicle that drifts through counterculture and dread, unsettling more through context than shock.

A sober, steadily mounting chronicle of manipulation and dread that leaves you unsettled and heavy long after it ends.

A harrowing, immersive plunge into a single day, told through raw survivor testimony and archival footage that makes history feel immediate and overwhelming.

A grim, methodical true-crime recounting that lingers on disturbing detail and leaves a heavy, unsettling chill.

A grim, methodical true-crime recounting that lingers on disturbing figures and the long pursuit of justice, unsettling more than thrilling.

A chilling, slow-burn documentary that lets a notorious voice speak for himself, leaving a lingering unease.

A sober, immersive documentary that sits with people in crisis, offering quiet human detail rather than spectacle.

A sober, survivor-led reckoning that is grim and infuriating, trading sensationalism for testimony and a slow-building sense of impunity.

A somber, true-crime procedural that follows grieving people driven to desperate acts, leaving a heavy, unsettling aftertaste.