Sulka Superstar (2002), directed by Kim Christy, stands today as one of the most significant early film documents devoted entirely to the life and work of a trans woman adult star from the so-called golden age of the industry. The documentary does not approach its subject with sensationalism or moral panic. Instead, it presents a long and emotionally generous conversation between two people who helped shape a cultural space that had barely existed before them. On one side of the small studio sits Kim Christy, the photographer, filmmaker, editor of New Female Mimics, cultural troublemaker, and sometimes provocateur. On the other sits Sulka, the performer whose name was once whispered in adult stores, celebrated by trans women for her visibility, and eyed with equal parts fascination and judgment by the cis-dominated world that consumed her films.
The movie unfolds like a quiet afternoon in the presence of old friends. There are no cinematic flourishes or pretensions to objectivity. Christy and Sulka simply talk, and the conversation moves through memory after memory, as if both of them had been waiting decades for the chance to speak openly about their shared past. Between their recollections, clips from Sulka's early adult films appear, creating a rhythm in which the viewer sees the public fantasy and then hears the private truth behind it.
The story begins long before cameras ever captured Sulka. Born in 1962, raised in Dallas, and discovering from early childhood that she was different, Sulka’s life contains the familiar arc of many trans women of her generation. She remembers playing with her Barbie doll collection rather than roughhousing with boys. She recalls being frightened by their aggression, baffled by their expectations, and quietly drawn toward the glamorous womanhood she saw in films. In the documentary, she speaks with deep emotion about the female icons who shaped her imagination. Elizabeth Taylor. Sophia Loren. Marlena Dietrich. María Félix. Women whose beauty was heightened by strength. Women who lived turbulent lives yet always emerged dignified. Women who refused to be small. These figures helped her dream of becoming someone visible and radiant despite the fact that her society insisted she remain hidden.
By the time she reached her late teens, she had already decided she would transition. She had learned of surgical options when she was only nine or ten, and she says in the film that she immediately knew what she needed to do. Perhaps the most striking element of her childhood story involves her parents, who appear to have given her a degree of freedom and emotional support that was exceptionally rare in the mid-twentieth century. She remembers guidance mixed with acceptance, protection mixed with a willingness to let her choose her own path. The documentary briefly pauses as she describes them, and one senses that she is still humbled by their understanding. Their kindness had not erased the difficulties she would face, but it had given her a foundation strong enough to withstand them.
The meeting between Sulka and Kim Christy took place in 1979 at a beauty event in Los Angeles. Christy was photographing the pageant, moving around the auditorium with his camera, documenting the moment. Sulka was not competing nor performing. She was simply in the audience, one of many beautiful faces, yet her presence shifted something in the photographer’s eye. In the documentary, Christy recalls that she was the most spectacular creature he had ever seen. A mixture of New Orleans and Texas radiance. Height and poise. A sexual charisma that seemed completely unforced. Sulka remembers that she had not expected anything unusual to happen that night. She was surprised when Christy approached her and asked if he could take her photo. She gave him her phone number and card. Weeks passed without a call. Then suddenly, the photographer reappeared, ready to create something. That photograph led to Sulka being placed on the cover of New Female Mimics, the influential magazine that Christy had just taken over as editor. The magazine had become a place where trans feminine performers could be glamourous rather than hidden. Jennifer Jordan, the magazine’s owner, recognized Sulka’s potential immediately. Together Christy and Jordan promoted her with determination. At that time, Sulka had undergone various silicone injections and feminization procedures and had developed an appearance that many would describe as exaggerated or artificial. Yet in the early adult trans scene, something about that particular look created an intense fascination. She did not resemble a stereotype of womanhood. She resembled a dream made physical, and for a public that had almost no trans visibility at all, that dream landed with force.
Her first film appearance was a secondary role in Dream Lovers in 1980, directed by Christy. The film belongs to the early era of trans adult cinema, still heavily influenced by the aesthetics of 8mm productions that preceded it. In Sulka Superstar, Christy and Sulka remember those early shoots as a time of experimentation. The 8mm films were like silent talkies, almost without dialogue, and created for a tiny but hungry market. Dream Lovers marked the beginning of motion picture storytelling for them. Looking back, they both seem astonished by how little they understood about the cultural explosion they were about to ignite.
Magazines soon followed. Sensuous Sulka was among the most popular. These publications emphasized her pre-operative status, since in that moment the adult market believed that trans women were erotic only as long as their bodies remained a particular way. Yet Sulka refused to remain in a static box. She would soon make a decision that no one in the trans adult world had made before.
In 1981, she appeared in The Transformation of Sulka, a film that not only chronicled her surgical journey but incorporated footage of it into the narrative. The idea that a trans performer could emerge from a pre-operative fantasy to a post-operative self and still remain a desirable figure was radical. It challenged an industry that often fetishized trans women while simultaneously demanding that they remain trapped in one physical state. The documentary highlights how unusual this move was. The cliché of the time held that a post-operative trans woman became irrelevant to consumers. Sulka disproved the cliché. Her audience only grew.
In 1983, she starred in Sulka’s Wedding, an extravaganza that showcased her post-operative body and included a cast filled with major figures of the era, including Ron Jeremy, Sharon Mitchell, and other well-known trans performers. The film also included Paul Barresi, who, years later, would achieve notoriety in the Eddie Murphy transsexual scandal. Through Sulka Superstar, viewers learn that Christy always saw her as magnificent in these productions. Freshly healed, nervous, yet deeply professional. Able to memorize dialogue, follow direction, and maintain an elegant screen presence even during physically taxing scenes. The sets, however, were not always welcoming. In the documentary, Christy admits that crews could be brutal. Many did not understand trans women and did not treat them with the kindness or respect one might expect. Sulka navigated those environments with grace.
Her popularity continued to climb, and she starred in a string of unusual films that pushed the boundaries of trans narratives in adult cinema. Sulka and Candy in 1982. Divine Atrocities in 1983. Sulka’s Daughter in 1984, a film that implied she had delivered a biological child due to the astonishing success of her surgery. That film contained one of her most memorable scenes, one she recounts with both humor and horror in the documentary. She spent three or four hours in gynecological stirrups on a set filled with at least two hundred people, preparing to play a kind of erotic Madonna figure. Her co-stars included Margot, Lisa, and Heather, performers she admired. It is an image almost surreal in its excess, yet also reflective of the era’s willingness to blur the line between shock and beauty. Throughout the conversation in Sulka Superstar, Christy and Sulka continually return to the subject of her surgery. She underwent gender confirmation surgery in Morocco in 1980. Her story is not the sanitized version that appears in modern clinics. She describes a spinal anesthetic, intense fear, and the difficulty of remaining perfectly still while the needle entered her spine. She lost a large amount of blood. She grew so weak she could not walk. The hospital kept her for up to two weeks, not because her recovery required it but because her body simply could not regain strength. A transfusion would have helped, yet the hospital refused or was unable to provide one. Later she would learn that a friend who received a transfusion at the same clinic contracted AIDS from it, and suddenly the refusal appeared miraculous. She calls it a guardian angel moment. She eventually recovered in a hotel before travelling home.
The recuperation lasted approximately three months. She lost a great deal of weight. She struggled with urination and bowel movements. The pain was intense. The revision surgery she later underwent was even worse. It involved external work on nerves. She bled heavily again. The suffering lasted months. Yet through all of these obstacles, she never spoke of regret. On the contrary, she described the surgery as an immense relief. She felt as though a weight had lifted. She could breathe for the first time. She does not hide the pain, but she also refuses to frame it as a tragedy. It was part of becoming whole.
The documentary captures a remarkable intimacy when she speaks about this. Her voice softens. Her eyes fill with the reflections of years passed. She explains how her family supported her through the process. Her mother. Her sister. Her aunt. Friends who never left her side. The sadness of her father’s absence, since he had passed away by then. The ordeal of bleeding, starving, shrinking into a fragile form. The triumph of waking one day and realizing that the body she had dreamed of as a child now existed.
Christy becomes emotional at this point, though he tries to maintain his interviewer role. He tells her she was brave, and she waves away the compliment with a kind of quiet modesty. They both know that bravery was not a heroic choice. It was survival.
Despite the assumptions of the era, Sulka continued to work after her surgery. Her post-operative films did not diminish her fame. Instead, she became a legend precisely because she had moved through the entire arc that others feared would destroy their careers. In the documentary, she admits that she never intended to become famous. She accepted work for money rather than notoriety. She had no idea a character built in a Los Angeles ballroom would explode across magazines and screens. Christy echoes this sentiment. They were simply doing their jobs. The culture responded with unpredictable hunger.
The documentary not only revisits her professional journey but also reveals her reflections on time. She says that she does not see herself as retro, though Christy teases her about the longevity of her career. She is startled when people call her a forerunner. She does not feel like a pioneer, although her career began in a historical moment when trans people were almost entirely absent from mainstream discourse. Her humility becomes one of the film’s most endearing qualities. She helped shape trans erotic visibility decades before social media and mainstream LGBTQ representation existed, yet she still seems surprised by her own impact.
The conversation shifts gently between nostalgia and insight. They joke about Margot being sexually aggressive on set and therefore making everyone else comfortable. They recall the early challenges of performing in 8mm productions that had no dialogue. They laugh about the anxieties of their youth, the chaos of their schedules, the absurdity of certain film scenes, and the fact that they never once paused to analyze what they were creating. They were too busy surviving, too busy hustling, too busy making art that the world did not yet know how to categorize.
One of the most touching aspects of Sulka Superstar is the way Christy keeps returning to admiration. He tells Sulka repeatedly that she had an extraordinary eye for beauty. He marvels at her early style. He compliments her glamour and the way she constructed her image. She responds by explaining her love of classic cinema, of melodramatic film stars, of women who carried their pain with elegance. These influences remain visible even as she sits decades later in a modest interview setting. Her glamour is not the glamour of youth, although she remains striking. It is the glamour of someone who has survived her own mythology.
As the film enters its final stretch, Christy asks her about regret. Does she regret anything in her career or her life. She answers simply. No. She does not. Every decision shaped her into who she is. Every experience, even the painful ones, built the person she became. She had lived through a transformative cultural moment. She had helped construct a world that had not existed before her. She had accepted the cost.
The documentary concludes with an exchange of affection between interviewer and subject. Christy tells her he loves her dearly and hopes for many more years of friendship. She responds with equal warmth. They speak as collaborators whose shared past is equal parts professional and intimate.
In the years that followed her adult film career Sulka lived quietly in the Hollywood area. Fame faded. She became reclusive. The world moved on. New trans performers emerged in an era with more options, more platforms, and slightly more understanding. Yet none of them erased what Sulka symbolized. Her films, controversial in their time, now survive as artifacts of early trans representation. To some activists they remain problematic. To others they remain empowering. For many trans women of a certain generation they were among the first places where a trans body was visible, desired, and celebrated rather than despised or hidden.
Sulka Superstar invites viewers to look again. Not at the erotic content, but at the person behind it. At the young woman who ran away from the expectations of her childhood. At the performer who stood in front of cameras when the world wanted trans people pushed into the shadows. At the human being who endured surgical risks, blood loss, pain, ridicule, and the unpredictability of an industry that loved and exploited her at the same time. The documentary is not grand in scale, and it is not polished like a mainstream biographical film. Instead, it feels like sitting on the living room couch as two old friends reminisce about the astonishing fact that they built something none of them knew the world needed.
Ultimately, Sulka Superstar becomes a meditation on survival, beauty, and legacy. It honors the fragile radiance of a pioneer who never considered herself one. It captures the complicated tenderness of a relationship between a muse and the artist who first saw her. It preserves a chapter of queer history that might otherwise have disappeared. And it invites the audience to see Sulka as she deserves to be seen. A woman who imagined a life for herself long before anyone else could imagine it for her. A star who illuminated a path that countless others would eventually walk. A human being who lived honestly in years when honesty was dangerous.
For all these reasons, the documentary remains a treasure. A quiet film. A luminous memory. A rare account of a trans life lived boldly in a time that was never prepared for it.
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