Like his earlier Rock Hudson's Home Movies, Mark Rappaport's latest movie takes the form of a posthumous "autobiography," with actress Mary Beth Hurt playing Breathless and Passion Of Joan Of Arc star Jean Seberg, looking back at her life and career through a series of film clips and monologues. A strange mixture of one-woman show, film essay and Hollywood Babylon-style exposé, Rappaport's film is riddled with flaws and stylistic inconsistencies. His presentation of Seberg as a self-loathing, talentless, politically naive waif borders on misogynistic. Furthermore, Seberg, as presented in Hurt's narration, is a strange mixture of doomed actress, cultural critic and far-reaching film historian. While the film largely portrays Seberg as a tragic figure dominated by cruel father figures like Joan Of Arc director Otto Preminger and her second husband, novelist/filmmaker Romain Gary, the film itself seems to take a similar view, treating her with an almost sadistic disdain, and relegating her strong political beliefs (she was arrested for running guns for the Black Panthers) to a cursory mention in the film's last five minutes. Yet despite its myriad flaws, Jean Seberg is still a fascinating film, largely because Seberg led such an interesting life, and partially because some of Rappaport's commentary is intriguing and thought-provoking. Like its protagonist, Jean Seberg is at times brilliant but ultimately something of a disappointment.