Tangerine (2015)

Too shrill too often, and I’m not just talking about the performances. However, the humanity and brokenness of these characters shine through the irritating performances. That might be the whole point, how people wear each other down until only brokenness and bitterness is left. Can people move past that? Can a relationship be redeemed?

I also admire that having a black transgender prostitute lead doesn’t end up pushing a political agenda. It’s simply part of the tapestry of a world full of beautifully broken people. She’s a person first and foremost, not an ideological mouthpiece. I admire what this film strives for, it’s just not something that resonates with me beyond a basic human level. Still appreciate any film that helps me walk in the shoes of another human being.

© 2016 James Blake Ewing