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Having concluded that her popular drag persona wasn't satisfactorily scratching her transgendered itch, Alexis Arquette opted to kick it up a notch and commit to the whole sex-change shebang. Alexis Arquette: She's My Brother, premiering Monday at the Tribeca Film Festival, is the story of that transformation. But, as she told reporters at yesterday's press conference, all the juicy stuff about the actual surgery has ended up, for lack of a better expression, on the cutting room floor:

Once seated for the Q&A, she reapplied her lip gloss and demurely crossed her legs at the knee. And for those wondering exactly what's happening underneath, you'll never know.

Alexis isn't answering now and she never confessed to the camera. "It got to the point when I wasn't willing to answer the questions about hormones, surgeries, or genitalia because it felt like backstepping," she told the handful of reporters, adding, "It wasn't a subject that needs any more exploitation; it needs clarification."

Maybe we're asking too much of our celebrity sex-change documentaries, but when we hunker down for an old fashioned M-to-F gender reassignment yarn, we expect a front row seat to the latest advancements in penile inversion techniques. All this evasiveness makes us wonder if perhaps Arquette chickened out of making the Big Sacrifice at the last minute—a suspicion we'll confirm when our heroine is captured participating in the same kinds of guerrilla marketing tactics as are employed by her little brother, i.e. standing and pissing the name of her movie along the side of a building in New Orleans.