About Dressed in Blue, from https://petersonreviews.com/2024/06/07/dressed-in-blue-1983-movie-review/:

"Surrounded by the Palacio de Cristal del Retiro’s luminous glass walls, six transgender women, all of them sex workers, congregate for drinks and discussion, some of it confiding and funny but more of it playfully catty. Their relationships with one another unclear outside of their shared line of work, the women have been called together by director Antonio Giménez-Rico for a documentary in which they will, in addition to shooting the shit with each other in this glamorously windowed hall, tell us about their lives. Their stories are cut away to like mini-travelogues or, at their most intimate, visual diary entries.

Toiling in obscurity for several years before it was restored and theatrically released a few years ago, Dressed in Blue (1983) is an essential document of transgender life in Spain less than a decade after the death of dictator Francisco Franco. With a handful of reenactments and regularly staged action — one scene might see, for instance, the camera perched on a john’s passenger seat, and another might show a hot-and-heavy moment between one of the women and her boyfriend — the film is more akin to a lightly fictionalized reality show than journalism but is no less powerful a piece of work because of it. 

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You fall in something like love watching Dressed in Blue; it’s devastating knowing that four of its subjects would be gone in only a few years, their lives taken prematurely by AIDS. The film is historically significant for its compassionate portrayal of trans people, but hindsight adds poignance, knowing that the majority of these abbreviated biographies would not get much more time to evolve — to see transiently mentioned dreams come to life. Dressed in Blue allows us to honor who these women were."