Feb 19, 2021
Many spoilers in this review.
Fascinating look at the life of a career grifter and the wake of destruction she left behind, ever-widening with her aspirations. The Duplass Brothers did a beautiful job telling the life story of Jerry Michael, a lifelong swindler who along the crooked path of his life abandoned multiple wives and at least five children, fathered a total of ten kids, lived a life entirely funded by some form of illegality, and never held an honest job, and yet somehow managed to hold his head tall becoming a trans woman in a time where kicking trans people around was almost a nightly sport for that slithering snake news anchor, Dick Carlson.
Jerry Michael started small, forging checks and robbing banks, earning a stint or two in prison. He married multiple women and father five kids, and abandoned them all before he met Vivian, a woman perfectly happy to live life with a fugitive criminal on the lam. During that marriage he fathered five MORE kids, transitioned to being a woman, and dragged the family from one town to another. The documentary doesn't say much about whether the kids ever went to school or had decent medical care or clothing, but they at least seemed to love their dad/mom and mom - not being aware of the deep hole their parents were digging for them. (There is mention later of the lifelong consequences of the children being born under false names and not being able to find decent work as a result, and no mention of any of them having educations or professional careers.) The directors had very little photographic material to work with, just a photo or two of the main characters, but they used clever animation to bring the story to life with great success.
For the rest of this review, I will refer to the central figure as Liz Carmichael, the woman, as it could get as confusing describing that life as it was living it.
At some point at the beginning of the "energy crisis" of the early 1970's, Liz was working for a company which preyed upon hopeful inventors as was a common scam in those days - forgive the harsh terms, but very, very few of those amateur inventors ever broke even on their ideas, and paying a company a fee to look at their ideas did not help matters. Liz bought the rights to a three-wheeled motorcycle with a full body and declared she was going to build a car which would "save America" by getting 70 miles per gallon. Liz was an inspirational and persuasive speaker, and, had she simply gotten a real job selling cars rather lying about her background, proclaiming she was an engineer and knew all about how to build the car of the future, she would have made an honest living for the first time in her life. But Liz was never wired for an honest living.
For a moment, the story is reminiscent of the tale of another great historic figure in auto entrepreneurism, Preston Tucker. Tucker started off running a machine shop in Ypsilanti, MI (where my grandfather's brother Frank worked for him) and decided he could build a better car for the post-war auto boom. He wrangled a giant factory building in Chicago free on a special government lease, where Uncle Frank watched as the tiny crew hand-built just enough "prototypes" to fulfill the contract and not have to pay for the use of building. Uncle Frank saw the lack of any meaningful investment in production equipment as a bad sign and left before the company collapsed under the weight of Tucker's (probably well-meaning) ineptitude.
Tucker was a great talker, but knew nothing of manufacturing a vehicle, and ultimately accomplished very little other than producing some hand-made, impractical cars and making many millions of stock proceeds disappear due to his heavy spending. He later blamed his failure on others, primarily the Big Three automakers, even though his car failed at a time when the Big Three were content to compete against many, many dozens of competitive US and foreign carmakers with far more customers than there were cars to sell to them.
Trust me, Henry Ford was not worried about one more inexperienced, unproven entrant into the huge car market. The prototypes used much aircraft technology, such as mechanical fuel injection and a motor straight out of a helicopter. which in the pre-computer days required very frequent care by a skilled mechanic that a car would never receive. Tucker was a novelty act, and he didn't need any help failing. That was the only logical outcome for the Tucker car.
And the big Detroit automakers were not at all concerned with the Dale as a competitor when Liz and her Dale mock-up emerged in the media spotlight. In the mid-1970's they were already dealing with cars from American Motors, Audi, Porsche, Volkswagen, Datsun, Mercedes Benz, Jaguar, Mazda, Jensen, Alfa Romeo, Citroen, Lancia, DeTomaso, Maserati, Ferrari, Lamborghini, TVR, Aston Martin, Lotus, Bricklin, Jeep, BMW, Opel, MG, Triumph, Rover, Peugeot, Renault, Austin, Toyota, Subaru, Saab, and Simca, to name some of the many, many competitors. Do you really think it's likely they worried about a silly little three-wheeled go-cart powered by an 80 hp outsourced engine that wouldn't pass the safety and emission standards, and certainly wasn't about to get even close to the claimed 70 mpg due to significant added weight over the original enclosed motorcycle version?
At least Tucker was a legitimate businessman trying to get into the car business, however poorly prepared he was for that role. In this respect, Liz the swindler diverges from Tucker the entrepreneur. Liz built her pitch for herself and for the car on lies, and funded it with securities fraud. The Dale, as the homely little hand-made prototype was called, could barely make 45 mph in testing and easily tipped on its side. It was a rattly little go-cart with a cheap look inside and out. Taking it out on an actual road would not only be illegal but also dangerous, so fortunately that never happened.
Like Tucker, Liz never made any attempt to equip her "factory" with production machinery, in spite of the $2,000,000 which passed through her hands. Unlike Tucker, though, when the house of cards inevitably collapsed, Liz did not persuade the jury with the kind of smooth sales pitch which saved Tucker from prison. Liz was a trans woman, subject to a mostly hostile public, and was convicted, dodging the sentencing and going back to life on the lam. Liz's family seems to still be telling themselves this not a con from the start and was a legitimate effort to build a car, and - if taken in the context that Liz was not smart enough to know how stunningly incapable she was - that might not be entirely wrong. I doubt that nuance mattered much to the swindled parties who handed millions to Liz so she could make it disappear like a magic trick. Yet, in spite of her tendency to criminality, her fearless attempt to be trans in a hostile world makes her in that sense admirable.
I've already revealed too much about the story... it's is worth seeing with your own eyes. It's a fascinating tale, well told.
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