The mid-to-late ’90s into the early 2000s felt like a boom period for scrappy, singular, and DIY indie queer cinema. From Go Fish to Watermelon Woman, queer filmmakers were picking up cameras and speaking their reality into the world. Now, this isn’t to discount the titanic work of pioneers like John Waters, Barbara Hammer, or Marlon Riggs, but with film festivals like Sundance taking more risks, a groundswell of queer rebellion emerged. One such film, a trans and butch buddy...

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