Russell Lucas’s review published on Letterboxd :
It turns out that Mortimer Duke and Randolph Duke were real-life figures. They didn’t screw up lives for the sake of maximizing profit, though, but in service to the Therapeutic State.
The stuff that could render you a minor TV celebrity in the pre-1990s era never ceases to surprise me. As a phenomenon and as an outrage, this is as compelling as it gets. As a film, though, this is good but not great. What's with repeating footage and showing images multiple times?