The depravity and utter disregard for the dignity and value of life boiling in the empty abyss of Bundy's soul did not come through in this dramatization.

No fault of Efron, he was spot on as Bundy.

Nor am I suggesting more details about the gruesome extent of his violence were what was needed, out of respect for those innocent lives he snatched away.

But the documentary better tells so many of the stories, the unbelievable circumstances in which so many people were killed, as well as the rising desperation, insatiable bloodlust and, by the end, in that lashing out of three murders within days and hours of each other, the carelessness, the littering of the crime scenes with evidence as though he were sure he should never have to answer for his actions.

And then the way he, acting in his own legal defence, belaboured the cross examination to revel in his handiwork, to revisit the scene and relive his crimes, ogling the crime scene picture evidence as trophies while family members in the courtroom were forced to see how horrifically their loved ones suffered...

This man was pure evil. Too many people fantasized, fascinated by his charm and celebrity, to the disregard of the monster that he was.