Sunday, January 26, 2020

Chris Watts: Confessions of a Killer (Magic Rock Productions, Sony Pictures Television, Lifetime, 2020)

by Mark Gabrish Conlan • Copyright © 2020 by Mark Gabrish Conlan • All rights reserved

Last night I watched an unusually compelling Lifetime movie in their “Ripped from the Headlines” series (the phrase was actually coined by the marketing department at Warner Bros. in the 1930’s to tell would-be moviegoers that their stories were based on things that had actually happened, and recently happened at that) called Chris Watts: Confessions of a Killer. Chris Watts (Sean Kleier) was a seemingly ordinary married middle-class man in Frederick, Colorado — he had a job at an oil refinery just outside of town and his wife Shan’ann (Ashley Williams) was a saleswoman for “Strive,” an Herbalife-style multi-level-marketed weight loss product whose principal distinction was that it was applied as a skin patch instead of being taken as a pill. Then, on August 13 2018, his wife suddenly “disappeared” along with their two daughters, four-year-old Bella (Dahlia Oldham) and three-year-old Celeste, nicknamed “Ceecee” (Ellie McPhee). Lifetime followed this up with an hour-long “Behind the Headlines” documentary on the real case which showed just how much the screenwriter, Barbara Marshall, took from the actual dialogue as it survives on tapes of the police interrogations, including a polygraph test, the police put Chris through and ultimately learned — and got him to confess — that he had strangled his wife in their bed and afterwards killed both daughters by smothering them in a blanket and hiding their bodies in oil drums on his work site.

Having watched previous dramas about how police will fixate on one particular suspect and “interrogate” them, essentially browbeating them into confessions to crimes they didn’t actually commit, it was interesting to watch the same technique being used on someone who was definitely guilty — though a) when a person is murdered under these circumstances the police almost always suspect the spouse or significant other, and b) as my husband Charles pointed out, no one else in the dramatis personae had a motive to kill the Watts family (unless, he rather macabrely joked, it was an Herbalife distributor trying to eliminate the competition). I can’t really fault the filmmakers, writer Marshall and director Michael Nankin, for not giving us much of an inside into What Made Chris Run — just why he committed such a heinous crime (he was actually convicted on his own guilty plea of four murders, including that of his unborn son Nico — though I must say as a pro-choice person I’m nervous about the whole idea of declaring a fetus a “person” and charging the killer of a pregnant woman with an additional murder for killing it) — but then I’m not sure anyone really knows that, and that includes Chris Watts himself. The two things that seem to have sent him off the rails were the upcoming birth of his son — which he’d originally been happy about (there’s a video — apparently a real one, since Shan’ann was a big Facebook person and much of the last year or so of her life survived in documentation on home videos she’d posted to Facebook — of her wearing a T-shirt quoting the opening line of Britney Spears’ song, “Oops — I did it AGAIN!”) but later got scared of assuming the additional responsibility of caring for a third kid; and a co-worker named Nichol “Nikki” Kessinger (Chloe Van Landschoot) with whom he had an affair.

It’s not all that clear whether Nikki was Chris’s only extra-relational interest — or whether he was only interested in women, since on August 29, 2018, after Chris was in police custody but before he’d confessed, a then-unidentified man came forward and told CNN reporter Ashleigh Banfield that he’d had a Gay affair with Watts for nearly a year (https://www.queerty.com/man-claiming-secret-lover-accused-wife-killer-chris-watts-attracted-male-20180829?utm_source=Queerty+Subscribers&utm_campaign=87f8364a06-20180829_Queerty_Newsletter&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_221c27272a-87f8364a06-430235561). The man wasn’t originally named but he was later in a May 2019 follow-up to Inside Edition as 29-year-old Wyoming resident Trent Bolte (https://www.queerty.com/second-man-claiming-sex-family-killer-chris-watts-talking-police-20190308?utm_source=Queerty+Subscribers&utm_campaign=26a1e7aea3-20190308_Queerty_Newsletter&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_221c27272a-26a1e7aea3-430235561), and the possibility that Watts was having affairs with several people — and not all of them were women — puts a quite different “spin” on the case than the one we get here, which shows Nikki as his only affair partner and motivates their get-together by his loneliness when Shan’ann visits her family in North Carolina and leaves him alone for several weeks.

As it is, the story is told so much from Chris Watts’ point of view we almost feel for the guy — we get the impression that he had legitimate grievances and he just hideously, monstrously overreacted. The film gives rather short shrift to the two friends of Shan’ann’s who alerted the police and pushed them to suspect Chris Watts in the first place — Nickol Utoft Atkinson, who reported her missing in the first place, and another whose name I can’t recall but who was interviewed on the Behind the Headlines show; writer Marshall changed their names to “Cassandra” and “Amber” and left pretty much unexplained why a blond teenage boy was following the police around as “Cassandra” pointed out locations on the Watts property and steered the police to security video footage taken by her husband in his capacity as a Neighborhood Watch commander. (The kid was really Nicholas Atkinson, Nickol’s son.) The big question raised by the Chris Watts case — and it’s actually articulated in Marshall’s script — is how well we really know our neighbors and how our media-conditioned idea of evil is quite different from the reality of people who commit murders. Chris Watts wasn’t a monster per se, though he did monstrous things; he seemed until the morning of August 13, 2018 to be an ordinary suburban worker, husband and father, hardly a perfect man but not the screaming, obviously insane portrait of evil we’ve been conditioned by the media to expect given what he did. The idea that a totally “normal” person could go so completely off the rails and do such a horrible thing not only to the wife he was cheating on but to their children, who were as “innocent” as anyone can be in this world, is the scariest part of the story.

The other fascinating thing about this show is how much of the dialogue Barbara Marshall took from the actual case files, including police videotapes; even the final scene was dramatized based on Watts’s own confession from a jailhouse interview in Waupun, Wisconsin in December 2018. The film also raises some odd jurisdictional issues: the two law-enforcement officers who interrogate him are from the Colorado Bureau of Investigation and the Federal Bureau of Investigation, respectively — and one wonders how the FBI got jurisdiction and what part of Watts’s actions constituted a federal crime: he disposed of the bodies in Colorado and did not take them across a state line, which would have given the feds jurisdiction. The film also doesn’t explain why, when his crimes occurred exclusively in Colorado, Watts was imprisoned in Wisconsin; the Wikipedia page on the case claims it was due to “security concerns” (as if there wasn’t a secure enough prison in Colorado to hold him?), but as the U.S. expands the use of private, for-profit companies to run prisons it’s actually become common for private prisons in one state to market their services to governments in another state and offer to house their convicts — despite the hardship that wreaks on the convict’s relatives who have to travel a far greater distance to visit them. The Chris Watts story raises a lot of questions about how we treat our lawbreakers and also what can make previously law-abiding individuals “snap” and commit heinous acts — Hannah Arendt’s famous phrase about Adolf Eichmann, “the banality of evil,” has become a cliché but it certainly applies here — and it makes a mockery of the idea that we can somehow “profile” people and thus determine in advance whether they are likely to commit crimes. No one would have “profiled” Chris Watts as a potential murderer — until he became a killer for real.