Tangerine was one of those films that generated quite some festival buzz this year. The film’s claim to fame was the fact that it was shot on three of the iPhone 5s. This is without a doubt a remarkable feat and when you add in the subject matter that focuses on transgendered prostitutes you have something that is totally out there and very indie. Again, just like Unexpected, its not that this was an awful film but rather a pointless one. I thought the way the film was shot was incredible and its really showcased the dark and gritty side of Los Angeles and Hollywood at night. I think it was a very raw film but at the same time it was a complete waste of time. The idea here is based around a prostitute named Sin-Dee that is trying to track down her pimp after she finds out that he has been cheating on her. We get introduced to this crazy world and even meet an Armenian cab driver that just so happens to have a tranny fetish. The story goes no where and all you hear and see are people screaming at one another and being dragged all around Los Angeles and Hollywood. This would have been fine as a 20 minute short film but when I commit 90 minutes of my life to a film, I want some sort of payoff or resolution. This is where Tangerine ultimately failed me.