Shame is an alien emotion to the directors of Only Human. Only the pair of Teresa de Peligri and Dominic Harari would have the stones to sell you a tale about a Jewish/Palestinian union and turn it into an episode of Threes Company.
When Jewish Leni (Marian Aguilera) and her Palestinian fiancé Rafi (Guillermo Toledo) show up for a family dinner, the issues never get aired. Instead, we get stereotypes such as slutty sister Tania (Maria Botto) and Orthodox brother David (Fernando Ramallo), slapstick (the returning father is brained by falling frozen soup) and the most fearlessly tasteless flouting of the issues this side of The Producers.
After a while, it becomes obvious that nobodys interested in politics, or genuine human behaviour for that matter, only the series of miscommunications and misunderstandings that are the stuff of sitcom gold. You havent lived until youve seen a mother discuss fellatio while her young son sucks on her thumb, or the amnesiac father mistaking a prostitute for his wife, or the great Norma Aleandro wasted in the rest of this thoroughly ridiculous mess.
It wouldnt be so bad that the farce is lame if it hadnt raised the spectre of Middle Eastern strife only to dispel it with schlock the one genuine argument on the subject lasts about 30 seconds and ends with a tender embrace. (Dont even ask about the family squabble thats dispelled by someone playing the piano.)
I cant imagine how anyone could allow such a travesty to go ahead without irony but apparently, Im not in the movies, where name-checking the issues is the same as analysis and nothing is strong enough to withstand pap family togetherness. (Alliance Atlantis)
When Jewish Leni (Marian Aguilera) and her Palestinian fiancé Rafi (Guillermo Toledo) show up for a family dinner, the issues never get aired. Instead, we get stereotypes such as slutty sister Tania (Maria Botto) and Orthodox brother David (Fernando Ramallo), slapstick (the returning father is brained by falling frozen soup) and the most fearlessly tasteless flouting of the issues this side of The Producers.
After a while, it becomes obvious that nobodys interested in politics, or genuine human behaviour for that matter, only the series of miscommunications and misunderstandings that are the stuff of sitcom gold. You havent lived until youve seen a mother discuss fellatio while her young son sucks on her thumb, or the amnesiac father mistaking a prostitute for his wife, or the great Norma Aleandro wasted in the rest of this thoroughly ridiculous mess.
It wouldnt be so bad that the farce is lame if it hadnt raised the spectre of Middle Eastern strife only to dispel it with schlock the one genuine argument on the subject lasts about 30 seconds and ends with a tender embrace. (Dont even ask about the family squabble thats dispelled by someone playing the piano.)
I cant imagine how anyone could allow such a travesty to go ahead without irony but apparently, Im not in the movies, where name-checking the issues is the same as analysis and nothing is strong enough to withstand pap family togetherness. (Alliance Atlantis)