★★★★☆

73 min | R | July 28, 2023 | Magnolia Pictures

Four Black trans women who do sex work sit down and talk. They talk about clients, danger, money, and the men who want them in the dark and deny them in daylight. D. Smith hands them the mic and gets out of the way.

Kokomo City gathers four Black trans women who do sex work and lets them speak without a filter. Daniella Carter, Koko Da Doll, Liyah Mitchell, and Natassia Dreams talk about clients, cash, violence, and the men who pursue them. D. Smith builds the film around their voices and refuses to soften what they say. The real subject is not sex work. It is the gap between desire and acknowledgment, between the men who want these women in private and erase them in public.

Daniella Carter speaks with a clarity that turns personal history into argument. She names the contradictions in how Black men, Black women, and the wider culture treat trans women. Koko Da Doll talks about the economics of survival with humor and no self-pity. Liyah Mitchell recounts a near-deadly encounter with a client and tells it like a story she has already made peace with. Natassia Dreams brings a performer’s command and an unguarded honesty about the work and its cost. The men, Bancroft Fitzgerald and Lexx Pharaoh, expose their own evasions while trying to explain their attraction.

D. Smith directs, shoots, and edits, and the black-and-white photography is the film’s signature choice. The high-contrast images strip away distraction and pin attention to faces and hands. Smith frames each woman in close quarters, on beds and in cramped rooms, and lets her hold the screen. The editing cuts fast between candid confession and staged interludes, and a driving music bed sets the tempo. Smith treats the interviews like tracks, building rhythm and landing accents on the hardest lines. The form never flattens these women into victims or symbols.

Kokomo City works because it trusts its subjects to be complicated. These women are funny, angry, mercenary, and tender, sometimes in the same breath. Smith does not arrive with a thesis to prove and then cast them as evidence. The film asks why the men who desire trans women cannot say so out loud and what that silence costs the women who carry it. It poses the question without pretending to a clean answer. That restraint is the point.