A hyper-romanticized vision of pop culture, episodic TV production, living in the Hollywood Hills and B-movie deal making all from the point of view of a ten year old boy in 1969.
The film itself is what that boy would make if he were given license at the time, replete with vain, dangerous and lusty hippie chicks and Brad Pitt doing cartoon violence porn as meta-telegraphed by the Jewish agent guy (“bang, zooooooom”)
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