It is a very interesting documentary until it stops being about the voyeur and starts being about two old narcissistic assholes bitching and whining about each other and telling us how super cool they are and how it's someone else's fault that things went wrong. Even in the beginning it's juggling so many layers and the lack of a solid focus on any one of them really kills any momentum it starts to build. The story of the actual voyeur is fun, but this is more about the story of the voyeur being told to a journalist who is trying to sell it as a book. We get a lot more about what happens with the story than we get about the story. I don't give a fuck about the journalist selling the book and I don't give a shit about the voyeur's baseball card collection or what he's doing decades after the story is over. The first hour was a lot of fun, but the rest of it is a pissing contest between two egotistical dickheads and I had no interest in seeing who wins.
It is a very interesting documentary until it stops being about the voyeur and starts being about two old narcissistic assholes bitching and whining about each other and telling us how super cool they are and how it's someone else's fault that things went wrong. Even in the beginning it's juggling so many layers and the lack of a solid focus on any one of them really kills any momentum it starts to build. The story of the actual voyeur is fun, but this is more about the story of the voyeur being told to a journalist who is trying to sell it as a book. We get a lot more about what happens with the story than we get about the story. I don't give a fuck about the journalist selling the book and I don't give a shit about the voyeur's baseball card collection or what he's doing decades after the story is over. The first hour was a lot of fun, but the rest of it is a pissing contest between two egotistical dickheads and I had no interest in seeing who wins.
