The Devils Highway: a True Story (2008)
“The camera zooms in close to them. Their features are overwhelmed by the glare. They’re nearly invisible in the brutal light.They wear ridiculous flowered hospital gowns. Many have oxygen hoses plugged into their noses. They are all still weak. Some have IV bottles leaking saline into their veins. A few of them have lips so swollen and cracked that they can barely talk. They hold wadded cloths to their mouths to catch the drool that keeps leaking out. During one interview, a nurse bursts in and... says, “We need urine.” The man looks down at her and nods, then tries to keep talking as she collects his fluids.They’re in shock. They can’t spell their own names. They can’t spell the names of the villages and ranches they came from. They look to the deputies, as if the Americans can help them remember the letters. They don’t know what day it is. They don’t know the name of where they were. When they mention Sonoita, they call it “Sonorita,” or Little Sonora.“Do you know which direction you traveled?”MoreLess
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