Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!

Don't listen to the negative reviews

Best movie ever!

It is neither dumb nor smart enough to be fun, and spends way too much time with its boring human characters.

this documentary left me feeling giddy but cold. the recollections of ivan and daniel are the best and most human part of this film. the telling of the pete & ray story is a bit creepy, but i just couldn't stop watching.it's all real and that is what is so disturbing about this story. two humans treating one another like trash yet the watcher or listener finds it entertaining and at moments a brilliant use of the English language in phrases. i must admit i had to laugh along with the thousands of others - but it's an uneasy laugh!this flick is also a wonderful look into the pre-internet subcultures and how it spread nationwide. fascinating! and they also bring up the legal ramifications in their story!it's worth watching. they did a good job. it does get to a boring part, but stick with it as that is very short then the pace picks up.

Two greater assholes than the creators of this garbage I have yet to come across. Taping and filming the agony of two people going through their version of hell doesn't take much talent let alone many ethics. If there is a god Sausage and Deprey would loose all they own (a lawsuit from the families of the victims of their ridicule?) and end up on the street to find out what hell is really like. Maybe they would make another 'film' of their own life there so I can have a real laugh. These two jerks remind me of the creeps who thought 'pig parties' were funny. My regret is that I watched 30 minutes of this before I figured out what it was. I want those 30 minutes back! If you have any concept of humanity avoid this tripe at all costs.

The story of Raymond and Peter, mean drunks and awful roommates whose constant shouting matches - committed to tape by frustrated neighbors - made them an unwitting, unsuspecting pair of underground celebrities. Like the thematically-similar Winnebago Man, the quest to learn more about these clueless cult legends is much more rewarding than what's actually at the end of the trail. While the focus hovers on revisiting the tapes, hearing the men who recorded them reminisce about the glory days, and watching dozens of talking heads throw on a headset and burst into genuine fits of laughter, it's a light, cheery smile a minute. Later, when the inherent humor of the material begins to run out, the whole picture begins to look downright pathetic. Hearing about the legal struggles that surrounded the story's film rights, witnessing the self-important ruminations of the guys who held the mic, seeing how confused and flabbergasted Peter was about the phenomenon, captured on film years later... these actually take away from what made the tapes so enjoyable in the first place. As a momentary distraction, an escape from the mundane to voyeuristically laugh at the worst state of the human condition, the tapes are in their element and at their best. This level of over-inspection only rubs away the veneer and many of the laughs.

I tried as hard as I could not to laugh at the recordings of two drunks hurling abuse at each other. It was impossible, my moral code failed beneath the sheer brilliant beauty of the dialogue that takes place. Some of the lines from Peter and Ray are pure comedy gold, I wish I could remember as many of them as possible.The film itself is very well made, weaving together exciting visual eleemnts to accompany the auditory subject matter. There is a distinct nod to Erroll Morris in the Interrotron, to-camera style of interviews as well as the re-ennactment of the scenes taking place inside the Pepto-Bismol Palace.This film is a riot, great for fans of the tapes and those who know nothing. Highly recommend.