The story of the closeted Iranian in Denmark could have been a rather important story, but you'll not find it in this series with its forced dialogue and awkward premises that disturb the story so much that it completely loses its credibility despite Arash Mosaddegh's honorable efforts.
The series fails because its dialogue is so badly written. One feels that the premises of the story are stuffed down one's throat and the serie fails to show it instead of telling it.
In the first episode where the mother becomes suspicious of the extra mobile phone her son keeps and the dry workout clothes he brings to and from the fitness center, where he trains a badboy who caricatured portrays a stereotypical bad-boy who (of course) has prejudiced ideas about both immigrants and homos, are early clues that the entire series will be hard to watch.
You don't get sympathy for any of the characters in this series, because it doesn't give us the chance to. On the contrary, the dialogue, the scenes are often enormously set up in such an unbelievable way, that the viewer is never drawn or slightly interested or invested in the characters.
Because we as viewers aren't taken seriously, the series just becomes a montage of well-meaning bits and bites of an otherwise quite important issue. Namely, that immigrants in society who are not white nor heterosexual, to that extent, are overlooked and carry a heavy burden that is destructive to themselves and to us as a society. Had it only just contained a wee bit of realism, sympathy and some credibility, then we did not have to give up in anger and despair in watching this mess, but unfortunately the series does not manage it due to poor dialogue and lack of commitment to its own characters with a terrible script.
The material of the series is just too poor and the execution itself is just embarrassing. The series ends up wasting your time and not making you much wiser about anything other than a 20-year-old's notion of what it means to live in a parallel society as a gay man. It could have been so good but rarely is a series this incredibly bad in every single way.
In the first episode where the mother becomes suspicious of the extra mobile phone her son keeps and the dry workout clothes he brings to and from the fitness center, where he trains a badboy who caricatured portrays a stereotypical bad-boy who (of course) has prejudiced ideas about both immigrants and homos, are early clues that the entire series will be hard to watch.
You don't get sympathy for any of the characters in this series, because it doesn't give us the chance to. On the contrary, the dialogue, the scenes are often enormously set up in such an unbelievable way, that the viewer is never drawn or slightly interested or invested in the characters.
Because we as viewers aren't taken seriously, the series just becomes a montage of well-meaning bits and bites of an otherwise quite important issue. Namely, that immigrants in society who are not white nor heterosexual, to that extent, are overlooked and carry a heavy burden that is destructive to themselves and to us as a society. Had it only just contained a wee bit of realism, sympathy and some credibility, then we did not have to give up in anger and despair in watching this mess, but unfortunately the series does not manage it due to poor dialogue and lack of commitment to its own characters with a terrible script.
The material of the series is just too poor and the execution itself is just embarrassing. The series ends up wasting your time and not making you much wiser about anything other than a 20-year-old's notion of what it means to live in a parallel society as a gay man. It could have been so good but rarely is a series this incredibly bad in every single way.
