Silly Little Country

Homegrown - Some Reviews

There's no way I'll watch it though I paid for it, so I'll outsource the task.
First, a quick summary from Richard Ouzounian:

If we are to believe what Frid tells us, Shareef was one of the nicest men who ever lived, sympathetic, honest, warm-hearted, only involved with the terrorists because he wanted to make them downsize their activities, eliminating shrapnel from their bombs and setting them off at the back of buildings at 6 a.m. rather than inside at high noon.
What? You don’t believe that?

Err, no way.

And if all that isn’t enough, we’re talking about a man who loved his cats more than life, liberty or the pursuit of Islam.
You see what happens? It becomes the kind of play critic Kenneth Tynan once said calls for “your politics to be left and your sensibilities left behind.”

Having heard the playwright cooing with Matt Galloway on Metro Morning yesterday, this juivenile treatment is what I would have expected.
Now that reviewer is gentle; how about the daughter of a victim of Islamic terrorism?

All I could think of at the beginning of the play, during a sequence about the time he spent in solitary, was that that's nothing compared to what my dad suffered when he was in the Twin Towers and they filled with smoke.
Nothing.
It's a life sentence for the victims.
You want drama? The 9/11 families have been through hell and back.
Their stories are 50 times more compelling than this dingbat's story.
Somewhere, in his head, bombing Toronto was OK. Even for just a moment.
That is just not something I will side with. Ever.
Frid's script never delivers the answers I was looking for, that's for sure.
And because it doesn't, she doesn't deserve my sympathy either.

During the cooing session with Galloway, Frid explained that she was stunned about security certificates, and much of what fell into place after 9/11. Rather explains how much she bothers paying attention to the news.
If you want another hint of how cliched this lefty girl's brain is, one more quote from Ouzounian:

There are a couple of persuasive performances, mainly from Lwam Ghebrehariat as the wronged Shareef and Omar Hady as the slimiest of all informants.

Dirty rat fink! Yeah, a dirty rat fink who may have saved all sorts of lives.
BTW - I love the part above about how the evil little monster was trying to get shrapnel out of the bombs. How credulous can one be?

posted by Alan Adamson @ 4:17 PM