This film starts out with an incredibly interesting premise: make a fake movie where everyone but the director thinks its real. It gives a direct backstage look at all the frustration and confusion that goes into making a small picture. The round table discussions among the crew about Bill Greaves "being in over his head" are by far the best part. The crew end up being a colorful cast of characters that provide a lot of insight into the mind of someone who has no say in what goes on in the movie.

The problems with the film though, are how aimless and repetitive it feels. Maybe the point is to mirror the "film"'s production, but the acting scenes really started to wear me down after a while. Some better editing could have fixed that, but maybe the actors just never broke down in a filmable way. Towards the end, the crew meets an eccentric homeless artist, and spend the last 10 minutes talking to him before abruptly ending the film. I'm not sure if i even saw the crew get in on the joke. Theres no real ending to the film, which honestly knocked it down a full point in this review. Still a very unique late 60's independent film