“Passion has a new name”? 
What?
What the fuck could that possibly mean.
You couldn’t find a shred of passion in this misguided abomination of Oscar bait garbage if you studied it for the rest of your life.
Of course, as far as this film is concerned, as much as it peddles the contrary initially, trans people don’t really get to be who they want to be, and they will always be identified as who they were, as this dogshit final act would have you believe. Additionally, in Mexico, every man and his dog has a paramilitary group they can summon with a phone call. Just what the fuck.
Embarrassing. Boycott the Oscar’s.