This film is really quite stiff and pretentious when you get right down to it.
Ultimately, 'Quiz Show' isn't half as gripping or fascinating as it seems to think it is. Ooooo! Ethics! this film says, waving it's hands in front of your face. Ethics!
It's also a little over-the-top with the racial stuff. John Turturro's Jewish quiz show contestant actually says, at one point, "They've already got me locked in a booth, I'm surprised they don't pump cyanide in there!" Wow. Would a late-1950s Jewish guy even say that? As much as the film sympathises with Ralph Fiennes's super-whitebread character, it sure tries to make Turturro's character a twitchy Jewish cartoon with a stupid persecution complex. The whole racial angle seemed hamfisted and unnecessary.
But the worst offense of all is Rob Morrow's accent. Did you hear it? I only wish it were possible to unhear it. Good Lord, It practically makes this film unwatchable.
A colorful, well-written portrayal of a forgotten event in the history of television.