Everyone is captivated: this bizarre Netflix doc is number 1

If there's one thing people can't get enough of, it's a true story that keeps getting crazier. A series where every plot twist is recounted with oohs and aahs, until you can do nothing but plop down in front of the TV (and then not get up for a few hours). Trust Me: The False Prophet is exactly such a documentary that now fuels conversations like this everywhere.
What is it about??
In Trust Me: The False Prophet we're going on a journey with cult expert Christine Marie and her husband Tolga. The two houses to the American Short Creek, where they come into contact with the closed FLDS community (Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints). You know: strict rules, long hairdos, covered garments, and mysterious practices. Does the name FLDS ring a bell? It very well might. The community was previously central in the docu Keep Sweet: Pray and Obey, in which former leader Warren Jeffs was exposed. He was convicted in 2011 for sexual abuse of underage girls and has been behind bars ever since. The baton was passed to Samuel Bateman. At least, he pushed himself forward as the new prophet. Bateman is certainly not camera-shy, and so Christine and Tolga discover that the community's past is far from closed.
Everyone watches in shock
The reviews of this surreal docu boil down to ‘OMG, I binge-watched it’ and ’those poor girls’. One viewer on Reddit says it's painful to see how the women adore their leader, with vacant looks and completely under his spell: ‘as if they are completely brainwashed.’ Many others emphasize in bold letters that this is the most confronting way cults have ever been portrayed. And that makes you watch the four times fifty minutes fly by.
Bi-zar then. Even if you only watch to be able to talk about it, we get it. Because how nice is it to both enthusiastically (and shocked) discuss a series afterwards. That the words can't leave your mouth fast enough. Exactly that is what this documentary does for you and all your friends.



