Do we have to campify every 90s true crime story?
There are two intertwined spirits here, one centre stage while the other flickers at the edges of the story. Of course there is a Trixie without Katya, and vice versa, but they're special together: we see Trixie the workhorse who keeps on trucking, resigned to her areas of unlikablity, honing and polishing her talents, fixing things on and off stage. It's a very familiar Country trope. Katya is easy to love, and we've loved many like her: beautiful and breathlessly…