If you were rightfully disappointed by last year's Emilia Pérez, I'd like to point you toward Pedro Almodóvar's Oscar-snagging '99 melodrama, which follows the stories of a trans sex worker, a grieving mother, and a pregnant, HIV-positive nun.
Are representation and resemblance their own mandate of heaven? Or, as Jordan Tannahill's Prince Faggot puts it, what would happen if, just a few steps down the line of inheritance, there were a guy who loved being a little bitch in bed?