Transamerica stars Felicity Huffman as a man
awaiting a sex-change operation who suddenly discovers he has a 17-year-old son. Once you get your bearings there is actually far less than meets the eye here. Everything about the movie feels gimmicky, including
Huffman’s mannered performance. Less a woman than an awkward compilation of “womanly” affectations, Huffman’s Bree mostly functions as an uncomfortably comic character. The rest of the picture has the tone of a strained comedy,
even when dark elements such as suicide come into play. I can easily imagine this as an insipid sitcom called “My One Mom/Dad.