If I was teaching a college class on Hollywood in the ’90s (something I would love to do, by the way) this would be a big centerpiece of the syllabus. It’s a great examples of one of my favorite sub-genres of making-of documentaries: The how-not-to doc. These kinds of making-ofs are rare, because they’re typically bankrolled by the studios that made whatever production is being chronicled, so it’s in their best interests to make everyone involved look like lovely geniuses, including themselves. When one with this much unvarnished truth comes out, it’s pretty special.