It is a different drama embodying the night Kate Genovese was killed in 1964, Kew Gardens, Queens. It appears to be an incident of history where 37 people were silently seen as brutal killing and no one interfered in that suffering.
Grasten's film succeeds in further muddying the moral backwater dredged up by the Times story, but viewers who don't come forearmed with background knowledge will find it hard to stick with.
37 is disturbing for its reported accuracy surrounding the actual death of Genovese, but Grasten doesn't present an effective narrative. It's a slow burn, leading up to a third act that is muffled and lacks power.
