Trannie Hotel opens with the following hilarious dialogue:

MAN: I'm that stud you ordered.

TRANNY: Don't you recognize me? I'm your cousin!

MAN: Burt?

And then the dicksucking starts. You know, you can't beat tranny films for fucked-up subtext. Anyway, Trannie Hotel is a feature that meanders along in average fashion for its time onscreen. The sex is run-of-the-mill, bordering on tedious at times, and the music is some of the worst of the new millenium.

Really, this is going to be good for the most extreme tranny fans only.

Retailing: Really for devoted tranny fans only.