The 2009 demise of Brittany Murphy, the 32-year-old film star, is the kind of misfortune concerning which it’s enticing to look for replies — be they viable, regarding how it occurred, or more vast, concerning what more noteworthy importance can be found in the death toll and potential here.

But then a few arrangements of realities exist past our capacity to understand them. Now and again, things are simply tragic. For all its examining into dim and awkward spots, the new narrative series “What Happened, Brittany Murphy?” can go to not any more explaining reply to its title question than what had appeared to be obvious to a watcher before the series started. Concerning signifying, “What Happened” makes due with the most distressing and bluntest of Hollywood banality, finishing in a spot that debases Murphy’s memory while professing to respect it.

Murphy was an enthusiastic, brilliant presence in films like “Dumbfounded,” “8 Mile,” and “Sin City,” however her vocation had slowed somewhere around the hour of her passing. She had been losing open doors to some extent because of tattle, addressed onscreen by the blogger Perez Hilton, making a move to make a demonstration of saying ‘sorry’ for the vindictiveness he added to the discussion while really putting the fault amorphously on the social environment. Additionally, newspaper journalists from the period express wonderment at how Murphy experienced on display, with an appearing absence of point of view or incongruity.

Other, to some degree more believable on-camera sources portray how Murphy came to show up noticeably fragile and modified, unequipped for executing her work as an entertainer and in obvious infirmity. Her significant other, who himself passed on not exactly a year after Murphy did, comes in for analysis as an administrator and a controlling figure, and his job in Murphy’s life stays agitated. Since we get no significant feeling of who Murphy was as an individual past buzzword — she wanted to perform, she was truly sweet, etc — we can’t get how he affected her, or why she was so vulnerable to his defame impact.

Actually the two individuals from the marriage are gone and we can’t have the foggiest idea about their viewpoints. Into that hole surges horrid, shocking hypothesis. Murphy’s passing may be “about” an awful marriage, or the manner in which ladies are constrained in Hollywood, or the inaction of onlookers. We can’t know, thus every one of them are caused to feel sufficiently genuine. With respect to the strict matter of her reason for death: Rarely have I as a watcher felt very such a feeling of barging in where I don’t have a place than when the inspector who played out Murphy’s post-mortem examination portrays the most common way of analyzing the withdrew’s lungs. The focal point: The star’s destiny had a few creators, yet pneumonia is the expressed explanation.

It isn’t so much that this is intrinsically beyond reach (despite the fact that it approaches). It’s that chief Cynthia Hill has not even close to the control of tone or the understanding with regards to her subject to cause it to feel like something besides, indeed, staring at a dissection. The narrative, haphazardly split in two hourlong parts however it needs adequate material to hit the hour and a half imprint, on occasion intercuts film of YouTubers volunteering to say that they accept something more was going on with Murphy. As a motion towards the Wild West nature of the online commentariat, it feels arbitrary, best case scenario, considering that Hill can’t fulfill these people’s interest, and doesn’t sincerely attempt. All the more regularly, it seems like Hill attempting to play the game on simple mode, utilizing unknown and irregular figures from the social web to affirm something she can’t marshal the proof to believably state through her filmmaking.