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18 out of 20 people found the following review useful:
My Son the Fanatic deserves applause for it's originality and honesty at portraying south asians in the west, 13 February 2000
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Author:
shola
My Son the Fanatic was a surprizing treat. I never heard of it before renting at blockbuster last night. I don't think it ever played in Toronto theatres. Never the less I must applaud at Hanif Kureshi's yet again bold and honest attempt at highlighting a recent phenomenon in the South Asian community: the son going "holier than thou" on the family. This film touched me personally because in my case the opposite happened; my father turned fanatic muslim on me. Hanif Qureshi's "My Beautiful Laundrette" is one of my favourite films of all time and after "Budha of Suburbia" I fell in love with this brilliant man and his work. "My Son" is a lot less shocking but still weaves it's way through the father and son conflict elegantly and I am shocked at how blind the Oscar nominators are when it comes to Om Puri's brilliant acting! This is the first film portraying South Asians where the wife has some personality and actually speaks out so I see her as a mother, a wife and a woman that I know because she exists in my community. She is dull and fat and stuck in her little world within the four walls of her home. I dislike her but I know her. The subtle emotions and body language of this lower middle-class family might not be fully understood by a non-south asian critic and that is why some find it moves slowly sometimes. I could not agree with Earnest Hardy more when he says this film (and others by the writer) "endorse a morality of compassion". I think that is the only moral value worth pushing!
16 out of 19 people found the following review useful:
Multicult gridlock, 10 July 1999
Author:
matthew wilder (picqueur@aol.com) from boston
A Pakistani taxi driver in Britain (Om Puri) is plagued by a bad cosmic
joke
that seems co-written by Salman Rushdie and Martin Amis: his son, rather
than becoming an unrecognizable assimilate, turns into a jihad-embracing
Muslim fundamentalist. At the same time, the warmth of a white hooker
(Rachel Griffiths) beckons, to the chagrin and hissing tongues of his
local
countrymen.
The writer Hanif Kureishi's onetime Benetton smugness has mellowed into
ripe
colors of rue, mockery and regret as he eases into middle age, and this
adaptation of his short story is a lovely, surprisingly beautifully shot,
sneakily haunting small movie. The dialogue sometimes has a novelish
explicitness, and the performances are variable--Puri sometimes drifts
into
F. Murray Abraham terrain, but he has an amazing, craggy, pain-absorbent
face. But the movie has a real subject: the ways in which postmod
culture-hybridity isn't always a rainbow-colored day at the beach. And the
warmth amid desperation of the central relationship suggests what Neil
Jordan's MONA LISA might have been without the smoky-sax romanticism.
The sad thing about seeing this movie was that, after Miramax gave the
movie
one of their unceremonious heave-hos (par for the course for their good
movies), the audience, unblanketed by buzz, hype, an aura of hot-ticket,
reacted as shruggingly as critics seem to have. Too bad: MY SON THE
FANATIC
evokes the sweet, melancholy fatalism of seventies pictures like THE
NICKEL
RIDE and STRAIGHT TIME. It has the atmosphere of an overcast crime picture
without the crime. And it has at least a handful of real, breathing people
in it--as rare an occurrence these days as a flight of the
dodo.
12 out of 14 people found the following review useful:
characterizing the movie, 4 February 2005
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Author:
emibaldoni from United States
This is a great film, however I must comment that I have found many foreign films listed as "comedy" or "humorous" when in fact they are poignant, disturbing and brilliant (thank you netflix and blockbuster). "No Man's Land" and "Happy Times" are fantastic movies that are incorrectly labeled as comedy, and "My Son the Fanatic" is regrettably categorized as comedy as well. The reality of each character's life is vivid and heart breaking. I felt so uncomfortable witnessing Parvez struggle with his peers, the German, his wife and son, and Bettina. Coupled with "My Beautiful Laundrette" you get a taste of immigrant life in Britain.
12 out of 18 people found the following review useful:
Dark and unconventional comedy, 13 July 2002
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Author:
herbqedi from New York, NY
My Son The Fanatic demands repeated viewings for its appreciation. It is a
dark comedy about an affable taxi driver in the throes of an alcoholic
depression, and the eventual disintegration of his family
unit.
It starts off making you think that this is going to be a comedy about a
social-ladder-climbing father undermined by his son's discovery and
subsequent rapture of Islamic fundamentalism. When re-viewing the
consistency of the tones and hues, it seems that most scenes are being seen
through the main character's (Parvez) eyes. And he turns out to be the most
unreliable of narrators -- a literary device difficult to translate into
film. In most of the darker and smoky hues, Parvez seems to be a warm,
loving, tolerant, supportive, and protective soul.
In the lighter-toned scenes, we learn that Parvez is actually is clueless to
who he is and how he is perceived. The fact is that he is a pathetic
failure as a husband, father, and "career" man -- a 25-year taxi driver in a
poor town in England (Does anyone know what city/town this is supposed to
be? It was unclear to me.) where the cab drivers serve as a conduit between
prostitutes and their clients. Throughout the movie, he sinks further into
the throes of an alcoholic depression. He is an affable and engaging drunk,
but a drunk nonetheless.
His son's rejection of his depressed and drunken father manifests itself in
turning to Islamic Fundamentalism. His wife tries to awaken him as to what
is going on, but to no avail. Pervez's sodden eyes sees life only in his
own terms. Pervez sees the holy man as a fraud, and thus invents a scene in
his mind that everyone else denies, played in near-total darkness, where the
holy man asks him for immigration help from his (actually non-existent)
political connections with the Fingerhuts, who despise
him.
Someone else correctly pointed out that the son's adulation of Ayatollah
Khomeni is inconsistent with the Pakistani fundamentalist sects that
populate Karachi. This is the one well-lit scene where falsehood prevails,
but I think that was just a fact-checking error.
As he sinks deeper, Pervez conjures up a loving relationship with his
favorite whore, the reality of which is depicted in the final scenes as the
credits roll.
The movie was never really about his son at all. His life was never really
about the love he invested in his family at all. It is about a
disintegration of a once-noble soul due to depression and alcoholism, and
how the world looks through his forgiving eyes.
This is a fascinating study in duality, but you need to watch it twice to
see it that way. Bravura performances by Puri, the actress who played the
wife, and Griffiths as the multi-wigged prostitute are a joy to behold.
There are slow and murky patches, but worth sticking with as a fascinating
exploration into the culture clashes and reality blurring characteristic of
alcoholic depression -- a disease with an acutely higher incidence in the UK
among Asian immigrants.
Well worth watching.
6 out of 7 people found the following review useful:
Only Four Years Before It's Time, 30 September 2001
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Author:
dpmoretti from LA
In light of 9-11, this movie is even more timely than when it first came out. The clashing of consumerism and religious fanaticism is on all our minds. This movie's even handed approach and willingness to show both sides places the viewer on an swerving ideological journey. And Om Puri and Rachel Griffiths give remarkable performances. A must see.
6 out of 7 people found the following review useful:
For a stunning performance by Puri, a must-see, 30 May 2000
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Author:
Shlomtzie from USA
It's a rare treat to see a film character of such complexity. His story, a
love story, is as homely and real as a wound.
Om Puri's character is not to be forgotten and Griffith gives the
searingly
intelligent performance I have come to expect of her. Kurtha, as the son,
is
very poor, his delivery stilted and amateurish, and an outdoorsy scene
with
the two lovers is cinematographically squandered; otherwise, nothing but
raves for this one. Also takes the prize for sexiest and most
heartbreaking
love scene in movie history.
7 out of 9 people found the following review useful:
The petty humiliations of a working man, 16 March 2000
Author:
Varlaam from Toronto, Canada
While this film is superficially about East Indian immigrants in Yorkshire,
its themes are universal. Anyone who is or is related to an immigrant should
feel at home here.
As far as religion goes, these characters could be Jewish or Christian as
easily as Moslem. The mediaevalist/modernist conflict is the same. There's
no reason why the audience for this film should be just a parochial
one.
Om Puri gives a brilliant and nuanced performance as the central character,
the resilient Punjabi cab driver. Rachel Griffiths is very fine as always as
his kindred spirit, a hooker, although her character here is a little more
limited in scope than those she portrayed in "Muriel's Wedding" and
especially "Hilary and Jackie". Stellan Skarsgård also steps into a pair of
shoes a few sizes smaller than those he has worn in the
past.
Unheralded though it may have been, this is another thoughtful comedy-drama
from Hanif Kureishi, author of "My Beautiful Laundrette" amongst
others.
4 out of 4 people found the following review useful:
A kind immigrant taxi driver who is platonic friends with a prostitute and whose son becomes a religious fundamentalist - ingredients combined with Om Puri's acting to make a worthwhile film, 4 January 2002
Author:
Dilip Barman (barman@jhu.edu) from Durham, NC (USA)
I was pleasantly surprised when I just saw "My Son the Fanatic" (I write
this as the video rewinds!). I'm quite averse to watching gratuitous
violence and listening to obscenities, and I looked askance at the cover
jacket of this video at my public library, thinking it may be akin to films
like "East is East", "Sammy and Rosie", and "My Beautiful Laundrette". Like
those films, this one explores English lower middle class South Asian
immigrants, but I found "My Son the Fanatic" to be much more palatable - and
in fact endearing and more interesting - than the others.
The story is of Parvez (played by Om Puri), a Pakistani who has immigrated
to England 25 or 30 years ago. He is a taxi driver and is very proud of his
son, Farid (Akbar Kurtha), who appears to be in his mid-20s. The film opens
with Parvez, his wife Minoo (Gopi Desai), and Farid all meeting the family
of Madelaine (Sarah-Jane Potts), Farid's girlfriend. Madelaine's father is
chief of police, and Parvez is enthusiastic for the marriage presumably
because the young couple love each other, but also, it seems, because of the
status of the chief inspector.
Parvez is a hard-working, kind, and friendly man. Some of his customers are
prostitutes, and he honorably befriends one, Bettina (Rachel Griffiths),
maintaining a respectful and supportive platonic relationship.
Life is turned upside down when Farid abandons his engagement and school
when religious fundamentalism beckons him. This forms the framework for the
climax and resolution of the film.
Om Puri, consistent with his reputation, puts in an excellent and believable
performance of a parent trying to provide a good life for his family and
looking to harness qualities from both his traditional and adopted cultures.
Though she seems to be stuck at home, Minoo is more dimensional than other
S.Asian mothers are often portrayed to be. I think more could have been
done to have developed the son's character, and Bettina had a radiance,
charm, and optimism that made it hard to believe her to be a
prostitute.
"My Son the Fanatic" is a film that I enjoyed seeing. It's neither
uplifting nor depressing, but the story is interesting and believable, and
Om Puri's credible acting is a delight to see.
4 out of 5 people found the following review useful:
Warm, powerful drama that predicts the London bombings, 16 June 2008
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Author:
tonstant viewer
Om Puri as the character Parvez, opens this film playing a clumsy,
overenthusiastic, embarrassing Pakistani immigrant in England, mangling
the language and missing every possible social cue. Oh, no, funny
little foreign man. Yuk.
But then something wonderful happens. We watch Parvez's life fall
apart, and he gradually and inexorably turns into a real person of
depth and moral struggle. By the end, he has become a person who will
live with you long after the film ends.
In order to make a living, Parvez drives a cab at night. He also fixes
up randy passengers with local hookers, though he is not motivated
enough to sample them himself. He feels dirtied by this way of
surviving, but does not become a bad person himself.
His son, on the other hand, abandons a lovely English girl to join some
local Muslim fundamentalists. They are deliberately not clearly
identified with either a Sunni or Shiite affiliation, as that is not
the purpose of the story. The group imports a radical mullah from the
old country, and as he stays in Parvez's house, the son becomes
irretrievably estranged from his father.
As the action progresses, the son pursues his concept of holiness and
purity, and becomes a bad person. Eventually, Parvez's world collapses
completely. As Parvez, Om Puri gives a superb performance.
What is remarkable about this film is not only the human story, which
is real and absorbing, but also a discussion of second-generation Brits
turning their backs on Western secular society and reaffirming a rigid,
medieval orthodoxy from a country they may never have seen. Now, this
is not a documentary and shouldn't be judged as such. What matters here
most is the way humans relate to each other in the context of religious
zealotry.
The scale of violence in this film is modest, but Google "Finsbury Park
Mosque raid 2003" and "7 July 2005 London bombings," and you will see
the eerie predictive power of art. While watching this film, it's hard
to remember that it dates from 1998.
This is a worthwhile film in terms of human drama, and a tribute to the
power of the artist to see into the future. Highly recommended.
2 out of 2 people found the following review useful:
Valuable., 6 July 1999
Author:
Ranjani from New York, NY
I think this movie will resonate especially with any first-and-up generation person whose parents emigrated from east to west. The innocence and almost childlike approach taken by Parvez, Om Puri's character, to things light and dark in England reminded me very much of my own experiences in trying to show my parents "how things work" in America. He has done a beautiful job with this character. All in all a well-written and enlightening movie for anyone who is curious about the complex and often convoluted dynamic between immigrants and their transplanted realities.
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