Josef Fares has some talent. No doubt about that. But I'm sorry to say that this is in fact his worst picture so far, out of the three he has done.
It starts in Beirut in 1987. A family is emigrating, but the war kills everybody except for the little boy, Zozo. He gets alone to Sweden there he meets his grandparents. There are problems in this new environment.
It could have been good, but the movie has some difficulty in deciding whether it's for children or grown-ups. The story has no real end. It feels like "Oh now, we have already too much material. We must cut".
What starts as a drama about post-war feelings, which could have been interesting, becomes just another plain story, there it's too easy to say what will happen the next minute. Fares has talent to make a better movie.
It starts in Beirut in 1987. A family is emigrating, but the war kills everybody except for the little boy, Zozo. He gets alone to Sweden there he meets his grandparents. There are problems in this new environment.
It could have been good, but the movie has some difficulty in deciding whether it's for children or grown-ups. The story has no real end. It feels like "Oh now, we have already too much material. We must cut".
What starts as a drama about post-war feelings, which could have been interesting, becomes just another plain story, there it's too easy to say what will happen the next minute. Fares has talent to make a better movie.