There's a lot of fun stuff here but big Malcolm & Marie energy to be a cis guy and make a whiny industry satire where your stand-in is a dyke obsessed with trans women. And gotta love this imagined world where a transfeminine filmmaker is the most celebrated and trans lesbian romance is mainstream as long as their boobs aren't too big.
Like, babe, a trans filmmaker has never gotten into Cannes. Horny cis men get in all the time. You're not as weird as you think.