This so-called documentary seems like a couple of guys got stoned and tossed together random footage from 1940s films and then wrote a senseless script read by several different narrators speaking simultaneously. Had to turn it off after 20 minutes. One of the primary contributors interviewed throughout is a French woman whose name is shown on screen sometimes as Elizabeth Goulsen, and at other times as Elisabeth Goulsan and is credited as an author and also as Ava Gardner's cousin. A quick Google search for her various name spellings yields zero results, so I'm guessing she's the filmmaker's mom just spouting tripe she read on Wikipedia. There's another dude that is also French speaking authoritatively about various events in Gardner's life, and for me this was a huge red flag. The elephant in the room, so to speak. Are we really supposed to buy the idea that French people even know who Ava Gardner is? I'm not an idiot.
Bottom line, fellas, I'm gonna need you to take a pass on this one. A hard pass.
Bottom line, fellas, I'm gonna need you to take a pass on this one. A hard pass.
