This is a refreshing story that reveals a rare glimpse into the life of a Syrian immigrant family in Toronto, Canada. One from the indie shelves from a few years ago, I’m surprised this one slipped under my radar at the time, but I’m happy to report that a delay in getting to it didn’t diminish the pleasure of viewing it one bit.
On the surface it is a romantic drama between two people who are different in more ways than one because not only does it open a window to the many challenges that arise from the seemingly simple exercise of dating a person from outside one’s cultural community, it also offers a fascinating world into the lives of hijab-clad women indoors. The private lives when the head-scarves come off reveal a most colorful and exuberant joy of life evidenced by their love of foods, music, hookah, and dance, in particular.
But all differences come to naught when there is a meeting of the minds (and bodies), and what we have here is a thoughtful story of overcoming the insurmountable and allowing love to prevail in the end.
