“Merry Christmas, Bitch.”

Tangerine opens in limited release today, and if it’s playing in a theater close to you, you should go see it!! I really liked the film; it’s fast, and so funny, and features what I feel confident calling the very best depiction of a blow job performed in a car wash ever.

One of my favorite reviews (written by one of my favorite writers, hi Wesley) pointed out that:

When two tweakers vomit in the cabbie’s car, you can practically smell it. Yes, this is a selling point. This is what you come here for. Something that feels real — and not because the filmmakers are telling you it is, but because the filmmaking has brought pavement and doughnuts and wigs and the smell of crystal meth to life. At just under 90 minutes, the film is too long by 15, but you’re so happy to be in the presence of a director who not only has style but command of it. Rodriguez and Taylor could be the Pam Grier and Tamara Dobson of this upside-down world should Baker ever care to revisit it. They’re so fabulously self-absorbed that, with them, close-ups turn into selfies.

The list of theaters showing Tangerine is here. Go see it this weekend and then come back to tell me all your feelings.