Werner Herzog’s documentary “From One Second To the Next” is a shock.
A total tragic experience that he himself must have suffered from even just by shooting it.
Four men and women. Four text messages. Four accidents. More than four families changed.
A sunshine boy who dreamed about becoming a football player can no longer be told “GO PLAY!”. It was just because the woman who decided to send “I’m on the way” to her love, and the collision broke both people’s wills.
A young man who had a sweet family life with his wife and children will live with guilt for his rest life. It was just because he sent “I love you” at me moment he didn’t see the carriage was right in front of his car.
A hardworking granny who was always on the way to help others can no longer leave the house or play with her dog. It was just because of a teenager’s “innocence” as well as ignorance.
A brilliant astronomer who always accompanied his daughter under a sky full of stars will not be able to teach her daughter more. It was just because the guy thought that early morning could be safe to text on the road.
Yes. It was just texting, not a big deal. How important can that be?
Through the whole documentary, Werner was trying to seek out the answer. His curiosity and urgency forced him to think: HOW important can that be, texting while driving? How important was that message? How important was it, that a person would choose to read/text it without noticing how important other things were?
The first woman texted “on my way”, and she didn’t make it on time.
The young man texted “I love you”, and his life will be burdened by GUILT and SADNESS afterward.
The last man didn’t even remember the text he sent out anymore.
So how important can they be?
Werner featured four different narrators with the same kind of experience, trying to vividly illustrate the inner selves of both sides in the accidents, victims or drivers, before and after the second to the next. By telling the story from the driver, the victim, and the victim’s family, the agony was carved on the screen, souring our eyes and making us to think and remember the question.
How important can that be?