Not the camp-fest I was expecting from this legendary underground film. The gimmick (performers are actually Barbie dolls) wears out after two minutes and what you are left with is a surprisingly engaging rumination of Carpenter’s life, her interaction with the era, her music and the psychological disorder that killed her. The Barbie footage is mixed in with documentary footage, plus some very arty montage, but it all, surprisingly, works. I wish I could see this not on a multi-generational VHS bootleg.