A British documentary scorns our favorite American film. They probably wish they had invented it first. If Bambi Woods has died, where's the obituary? No one has published one or a date of death. Arcadia Lake was married to Eric Edwards, she died of an overdose, and Bambi must have planted the same news about herself to start over with a new private life. The film uses repeat clips of DDD throughout, slow motion, blurred, and in dark shadows. Rumor and innuendo is explored as if all the film makers are on trial, yet only one mobster has been officially indicted in connection with the film. He died before the FBI could arrest him. Much time is wasted while the male actors watch and review their scenes when more info could be revealed instead. The second feature about two housewives entering careers as porn stars was laughable at times. They walk on the set and order intimate positions like items on a menu. First, they enjoy it, but the interviewer persuades them to think again and feel some guilt and shame. I admit I skipped a scene with the younger of the two, but it was obviously more sick and tasteless than a real film anyone would make.