This documentary is a sentimental and almost poetic portrayal of the experiences of women from different backgrounds. Gave it 8/10 because it lacks a bit the "documentary" style but I guess the aim was not to depict history, rather giving a glimpse of the moment these women shared in the 70s.
I believe the comparison with the Red Pill is wrong, as this documentary is not focused on an issue that needs to be debated or a phenomenon to be analysed, as opposed to Jaye's. Also, to those asking more self-reflection like Cassie Jaye did, a journalist or documentary maker should not appear on camera. The topic is the protagonist of the documentary, not the filmmaker.
I believe the comparison with the Red Pill is wrong, as this documentary is not focused on an issue that needs to be debated or a phenomenon to be analysed, as opposed to Jaye's. Also, to those asking more self-reflection like Cassie Jaye did, a journalist or documentary maker should not appear on camera. The topic is the protagonist of the documentary, not the filmmaker.