rancorpuppet
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Joined: 3/8/2008
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Asian/Muslim moviegoers like myself have had very little "voice" in British cinema. The last film I can remember that gave a neat, realistic view of my life onscreen was Ken Loach's 'Ae Fond Kiss' (appealing to my even more multi-category demographic, Scottish/Asian/Muslim ;) ) 'Four Lions' is "our" (dare I say "our"?) 'Blazing Saddles' - this film will, hopefully, take the bite out of the highly offensive, anti-non-muslim word "kuffar" the way 'Saddles' did for the 'N' word. It is such a break from mainstream fodder like 'Bend It Like Beckham' - and, if I'd seen 'It's a wonderful Afterlife' and had time, I'd do a comparison and contrast between 'Four Lions' and 'It's a wonderful afterlife'. There are a few loudmouth muslims among my generation 20-30-something - but they're in a minority, let me assure you - who are as wrong-minded as some BNP extremists among non-Asians. This film shores up their plans as grown-ups still playing "cops and robbers" - or "Kuffars and Jihadists" - but which they are taking far too seriously. There are a few guys, like Omar in the film, who are totally "sound" guys, level headed, naturally charismatic and good community leaders, maybe take youth sports teams at mosque, that, when you sit down with them at coffee, can subtly let slip that they support Ji-haad. However his wife and child's chilling pride and pleasure at his prospective terrorist bid is an added, "Chris Morris" touch. Waj seems to represent the kind of "chavvy" Anglo-Pakistani who have more interest in football and 'Bugs Bunny' than anything else. Not all white muslim converts (there are some white people born muslim incidentally) are like Barry - but I've met some who'd put Barry in the shade. Faisal is typical mummy's/daddy's boy and his death was very bittersweet - those types are not winners in life. Just as 'This Is England' shed light on the futility of being angry, young and white - and a violent racist - in Britain in the eighties, Morris stages the final, botched bombing bid to show just how these fantasies of glorious death and striking a blow for your idea of your religion become ludicrously undignified, frantic and desperate. Nihilism in the clothing of idealism. I loved the film and thought it empowered the progression of dialogue between muslims and non-muslims. The very diverse audience in the Glasgow cinema I watched it in loved every second.
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