This is my first ever review, and I felt I had to leave one because this film... it's rare. It's the closest thing to true cinema I've seen from my motherland in my lifetime. Not the best Egyptian movie ever, but without a doubt, the best to come out in the 21 years I've been alive.
It's far from perfect. Some lines land flat or feel forced, the pacing drags at moments, and the sound design sometimes makes the world feel too quiet. But those flaws don't take away from what this film really is. The story is raw, real, unflinching. Forget the cheap jokes, the recycled actors, the flashy explosions for no reason. This is honesty on screen. It captures the streets, the slums, the energy of life here in a way no other film has. There's grit, there's texture, there's a heartbeat that resonates through every scene.
The immigrant struggle runs through it like a shadow we often refuse to see. The hardships, the invisible battles, the soul-crushing reality that is so often ignored or dismissed-it's all here, and it's painful and beautiful at the same time. I can already imagine some viewers missing the point entirely, getting caught up in the surface debates, because that's how it often goes lately. But the film doesn't apologize. It stays true to its story, its truth.
The symbolism is subtle yet profound. Every detail carries weight, every frame could be a painting, every moment feels intentional. It's messy, it's imperfect, it's human-and that's exactly why it works. This isn't just a movie; it's a glimpse into life that rarely gets represented, a story told with care, attention, and an honesty that's impossible to ignore.
For all its flaws, it's worth every minute. If you want a story that stays with you, absolutely enchanting visuals, and an experience that feels authentic down to its bones, this film delivers. It's a rare kind of art, and it's one I'll remember for a long time.
