Even if the overall message screams "Girl power!", The Tinder Swindler must be taken with a pinch of salt. Yes, it's perversely entertaining to witness the victims of an emotional and financial scam retell their traumatic experience. Yes, whoever decides to watch a true crime probably knows the genre's highs and lows by heart. And yes, there's an unsettling feeling that sticks to you after the film's finished. All these contradictions make up a powerful, perhaps misunderstood film. There's so much more to be said about how both women and men are victims of the patriarchal order in a different way and this is why such a scam can work without a hitch, but maybe that's better left off screen. I want to flag that the documentary decisively brackets Tinder's role in facilitating these crimes in the first place. It is at once a platform that allows specific targeting and false identities. One begins to wonder whether this decision allowed Netflix to use the company's name and interface in the first place...

This may be producer Felicity Morris's first writer-director credit, but boy does she earn it. It takes a seasoned storyteller to turn a horrendous–and repetitive—scenario into good true crime cinema and with the help of her crew, mostly in the editing department, Morris does a splendid job. Firstly, the structure embeds all the suspense from an investigative drama into the womens' own testimonies in front of the camera in very subtle ways. It does guide you in ever-growing spirals towards a big reveal and the satisfaction that goes with it is a marker of a job well done. Good writing plus good stories equal good true crime: simple, but effective.