“Alcatraz” reads the typeface title of another episode of (Blaze). Cue monochrome shots of peaked-capped guards wandering corridors to the echoes of shrieking from the solitarily confined. This barren island in San Francisco Bay, we’re told (somewhat superfluously), “was not a destination designed to inspire joy in its inmates”, with, her face lit from below like a child up late holding a torch to its chin in order to tell a ghost story. She says reports started to emerge soon after the opening of the dreaded solitary confinement area and the subsequent suicides there: shrieks, groans and, intriguingly, the sound of Al Capone playing the banjo.
