Review #1:The Day My God Died

Melissa Reinhardt

          The Day My God Died, was a short documentary that opened a lot of eyes. I believe as Americans, and people who are aware of the world and our surroundings, human trafficking was not foreign. We knew what it was and how it occurred, but we never felt the sympathy we did  then when we watched the film. The film made these women's stories come alive and help other people understand the struggle. Many things had surprised us within the documentary and we are now inclined to help. The film was very heart wrenching and the way the women in the film was affected and how they made it their lifelong duty to continue to help others like themselves, and to keep living until they could was amazing from an outsiders point of view. From the beginning of the film to the end it kept me entertained and the plot moved well. No real questions were left, and I was happy to know how some of the girls got out and managed to have a productive life. Many girls were infected with the virus AIDS, but still tried to go on with life as normally as possible. All in all, the film told the story of many girls who were no longer free, in their body, head and in the real world. Each story was equally as interesting and they had ample time on each individual. Gladly, the plot moved on with the women going back to where they were once held, and helping other women who were trapped in the sex slave industry; the same predicament as they were a couple years back. Having these women get help and medical attention makes the viewers feel happy, and think that things can change, and they should. By seeking treatment and going home, or to centers that help women get through this tough time is beautiful and I am elated that someone was able to make a film about the journey these courageous women unwillingly took. I wholeheartedly enjoyed the film, and I would recommend it to anyone seeking a film that makes you learn and become less ignorant about the world.