The editor of a small-town newspaper sends his star reporter out to Hollywood to get the real story of what goes on in Hollywood. She goes tooling down Hollywood Blvd, in her Buick-8 convertible and buys a map showing where the stars live. That’s the highlight. In cowboy-speak, this exploitation film…”is all hat…and no cattle.” But it does have the world’s worst French/Apache dancer ever to clunk across any stage. Kinda ugly, also.