Film

My Son the Fanatic

Name: My Son the Fanatic
Genre: Drama, Comedy
Released: 1997
Cast: Om Puri, Rachel Griffiths, Akbar Kurtha, Stellan Skarsgård, Sarah-Jane Potts

Drama

A Pakistani taxi-driver watches his son embrace Islamic fundamentalism while he navigates his own life with a sex worker girlfriend. British-Asian cinema at its finest: sharp, funny, tender, and completely unafraid to show the messy contradictions of identity and belonging in 1990s England. For anyone tired of respectability politics.

TMDb rating

2.5

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you like sharp, wry British comedy about uneasy family loyalties, where the jokes come from people who mean well and still get it wrong.

Skip it if you want a brisk plot, since this is mostly conversation and domestic friction, with scenes that circle the same arguments about faith and belonging.

What it asks of you: Expect an unhurried run of scenes that keep circling kitchens, cabs and arguments, the mood swinging between mischief and unease rather than racing toward one big moment.

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