I think that if the only person in my life, ever, who seemed to understand me, who seemed to respect me, who seemed to want to genuinely get to know me, who wanted to care about me with no expectation of transactional reciprocation, who made me feel safe and protected, who would be willing to prioritize me and put me first, who would take me away from my awful family that has held the worst parts of myself over my…

There has never been a movie that needs to be remade by a trans woman more, if for no other reason than the entire character of Ruby RealParts needs to be in the hands of someone who understands 1) just how false the "No one looks at dolls in a sexual manner" monologue is and 2) recognizes the obvious implication about her husband freaking out after she gets "the surgery." My mind boggles at how good "Bloody Mary, gender-affirming outlaw…

Oh, oh, oh my fucking god.

Let's talk about Martine Beswick. Let's talk about the first transformation sequence, in which Dr. Jekyll swallows his brilliant new hormone cocktail and is suddenly, swiftly, and totally transformed into the female persona of Sister Hyde. Her self-realization is gradual and you can trace every inch of it on her face as it appears; Beswick's performance is loaded with the smallest of smallest physiognomic tics. Everything about her is carried so carefully and deliberately,…