Excruciatingly difficult to watch. Self-aggrandizing, condescending, pretentious, mean-spirited, exploitative. I'm talking about Eddie Sausage and Mitchell D., mainly, but those descriptors apply to pretty much everyone involved in the "phenomenon" of Shut Up Little Man!, with the possible exception of Daniel Clowes. Just a lot of bragging and posturing. I want to give these people a titty-twister. All that, and it's not even a good movie. In a nine-minute radio segment, This American Life made this story about as compelling as it can be. An hour-and-a-half-long documentary? No thank you.