This film wisely makes no value judgements about its subjects. It just portrays, as best as it can, the late '60s icon that
was known as Andy Warhol. Some things are unfortunately left out, such as the fact that the insane Solanis considered Warhol a vampire and spraypainted her bullets silver. She tried to wrap them in foil, but it made her gun jam. It jammed anyway, which
is why she was unable to shoot the third man. An excellent
portrayal of a bunch of nuts, even though the movie never explicitly says they are.