I remember when "camera" always meant "film". In those days, having to watch somebody else's home movies or vacation slide show was universally considered a form of torture; I think The Simpsons has explored the horrors of such an experience. Watching this movie is just like that.
Gary and Larry Lane are gay twins with no discernible talent or charisma but tons of self-importance and pushy ambition. In their grasp at fame they force themselves on some moderately prominent people in and around gay show business, including Chad Allen, Leslie Jordan, and - obviously - Dolly Parton. The result is extremely tiresome.
Ms Parton and the other pros are wonderfully gracious and far more accommodating of the twins' relentless intrusiveness than I would be. I admire tolerance wherever it appears, but if those interesting and gifted people had been a little LESS tolerant, we might not be having to watch the UN-gifted and UN-interesting Lane twins act out their narcissistic personal agenda.
Only the always delightful Mr Jordan and Beth Grant make this movie worth seeing at all. Fast-forwarding until you see their faces is the best way to watch this otherwise annoying and pointless movie.