In other news, I watched, natch, *attempted* to watch Grey Gardens last night. Couldn't get through it, with all of its blatant exploitation of crazy people. Simply too painful to watch. I wonder what it was about the social-political landscape of the mid-70s that provided the movie's backdrop that made it okay to make documentaries about tragically, disturbingly crazy former socialites? Some sort of Jackie Bouvier Kennedy Onassis post-Camelot backlash? I intend to find out.