Surface-level documentary about people who make their living looking (somewhat) like famous people. Feels a little like an ad for Sunburst, the group featured in the film who specialize in connecting these folks to talent agencies. Once you get over the "yeah, I guess that guy does look a little bit like Hugh Hefner" of it all, there's no further insight that the film offers.
Trainwreck of a family documented by the son of drug-addled Cindy and his stepfather, musical has-been and drunkard Frank. All three subjects of the doc seem highly contemptuous of each other, which gives the doc an ugly, warts-and-all frankness that keeps it compelling. Ultimately, there's no redemption tale within, and no great revelations about the clan's behavior or roots of their family dynamics. It's fly-on-the-wall stuff, with sympathetic sad sack addicts as the lead characters. I hope everyone is ok. They fictionalized this film in 2015 with Rene Russo as Cindy and Oliver Platt as Frank.