This examination of the Puerto Rican trans community is beautifully
shot, has gorgeous music, and the director is a star of the indy film
world. But ultimately it fails because it's nothing but glitter and
pearls. No real HEART to the film.
The loose structure follows several divas as they make their way, often
from tortured backgrounds, struggling for love, but still respondent in
their gowns. The trouble is that the analysis never goes any deeper
than what one would expect from a USA Today article of a Hallmark TV
show.
It is quite bizarre when a film by such a famous director premieres at
Tribeca, but then doesn't even get invited to Frameline. Perhaps the
San Fran gender folks realized that trans is more than drag... it's
about life...an aspect sorely missing here.
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