On March 3rd, 2010, the battered body of Barbara Hamburg was found outside her home by her sister Conway. That day, Barbara was supposed to attend a court hearing in a case against her ex-husband Jeffery Hamburg over alimony and child support. Three family members—Jeffery, Conway, and Barbara’s daughter Ali—would become suspects at different points in the case, and Hamburg the filmmaker brilliantly takes us along on his journey through suspicion and trust. Imagine if the person most important to you was murdered—now imagine it may have been your father, sister, or aunt who committed the crime. And then imagine putting that journey in front of the camera.
The emotional foundation of a torn-apart family is what strengthens “Murder on Middle Beach” but it’s also a fascinating mystery without the personal touch. It was revealed that Barbara Hamburg was a part of something called “gifting tables,” wherein groups of women would meet in fancy homes along the Connecticut shore and basically gift money up a food chain of power. In other words, it was a pyramid scheme. Every new member would gift money up the power structure like a new soldier in the mob does to the godfather, and it’s not hard to conceive that this illegal operation resulted in violence when someone felt financially destroyed. As if that “plot twist” isn’t fascinating enough, wait until you see some of the financial and legal papers of Jeffery Hamburg, documents that hint at illegal, international operations. There’s more than enough story in the Hamburg family tree for a David E. Kelley mini-series or two.
And yet Madison Hamburg always brings it back to the personal story. He’s open and honest about how the process impacts him emotionally—some interviews even end with reassuring hugs and the words “I love you.” He balances a procedural aspect—there’s a sequence where he even restages some of the clean-up of the crime—with authorship that only he could provide. An incredible amount of “Murder on Middle Beach” consists of hidden audio recordings, including conversations with the police and with his elusive, frustrating father, a man who seems entirely unwilling to talk about the death of ex-wife, leading to even greater suspicion. It’s hard to say exactly how much of these hidden recordings are edited, but there’s still great vulnerability that comes with broadcasting deeply personal and possibly revelatory conversations on HBO. Most importantly, Hamburg never comes off like he’s playing to the camera. None of it feels forced or scripted. He is a fascinating blend of committed devotion to his mother and reticent fear over what his father or aunt or even sister might say next. It’s almost like the murder of his mother is a crime he doesn’t want to solve, but he has no choice.
