"Telemarketers" starts out really strong about a young man, (Sam Lipman-Stern) with a troubled lifestyle who finds solace in a telemarketing company, Civic Development Group (CDG).
The company mainly employs people who have been in and out of jail, drug addicts, and people that can't get jobs anywhere else. They are raising money for the police, so everything sounds pretty unusual, but, heartwarming.
However. After doing some light, digging, we discover that zero amount of the money being raised is actually going to the police department. Which, unravels a series of events, peeling back the onion of this corrupt company pocketing money from lying to little old ladies to fuel the higher ups lifestyle. So the Director grabs his drug addled former coworker (Patrick Pespas, who starts out as likable and then gets annoying. The doc leads you to believe he is dead, but viola!), who raised a lot of money for this organization, to go on a manhunt across the country, to expose the truth. Think of "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" meets "Roger & Me."
Did you lose interest? Because I sure did about halfway through the second episode. At that point I realized (after and interviewee lights a joint) we were watching the ramblings of folks who, likely inebriated, felt bad about what they had done in their younger lives and this documentary is redemption.
We are left with no conclusion, and, Pespas feels better about himself, the doc ends.
Personally, I say to watch it to the end that way you actually know that there is no conclusion and it just ends.
The company mainly employs people who have been in and out of jail, drug addicts, and people that can't get jobs anywhere else. They are raising money for the police, so everything sounds pretty unusual, but, heartwarming.
However. After doing some light, digging, we discover that zero amount of the money being raised is actually going to the police department. Which, unravels a series of events, peeling back the onion of this corrupt company pocketing money from lying to little old ladies to fuel the higher ups lifestyle. So the Director grabs his drug addled former coworker (Patrick Pespas, who starts out as likable and then gets annoying. The doc leads you to believe he is dead, but viola!), who raised a lot of money for this organization, to go on a manhunt across the country, to expose the truth. Think of "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" meets "Roger & Me."
Did you lose interest? Because I sure did about halfway through the second episode. At that point I realized (after and interviewee lights a joint) we were watching the ramblings of folks who, likely inebriated, felt bad about what they had done in their younger lives and this documentary is redemption.
We are left with no conclusion, and, Pespas feels better about himself, the doc ends.
Personally, I say to watch it to the end that way you actually know that there is no conclusion and it just ends.