initiated by carol on September 16, 2008 (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1139428/)
This drama on British TV recently was an excellent attempt to get to grips with the extremely thorny topic of the changing make-up of British towns, questions of integration and belonging; of "sleepwalking towards segregation" that Trevor Philips spotlighted not so long ago, and which remain fiercely relevant now. White people in Britain (I'm one) are so used to being the dominant culture that we more
This drama on British TV recently was an excellent attempt to get to grips with the extremely thorny topic of the changing make-up of British towns, questions of integration and belonging; of "sleepwalking towards segregation" that Trevor Philips spotlighted not so long ago, and which remain fiercely relevant now. White people in Britain (I'm one) are so used to being the dominant culture that we on the whole can have no idea what it may be like to walk into a room – or a town – and find there's no one like you there. In part, this is what this film is about. But it's almost equally the universal story of an abusive marriage: the waxing and waning of a marriage in trouble, escape from a mean husband, the effects of the trouble on the children. On this basis I was just a tiny bit disappointed. I'd hoped for a little more central engagement with how Leah, the young girl at the centre of this story (excellently played by Holly Kenny), grapples with the practical, day to day issues of integration with the Muslim community. Because I genuinely, really want to hear about what makes us feel we're different; where we might find points of convergence, and not simply the cold, mutual avoidance and separateness that passes for 'tolerance' in Britain today.Until recently I lived in an area of East London which was increasingly predominantly made up of Asian communities – the strongest and most visible being the Muslim community. The arrival of the mosque about ten years ago brought great change to a once white stronghold; a faded and run-down strip of High Street was brought to vivid life; men arguing in coffee shops, children running around on prayer day; but also a great sense of the yawning gap between several worlds, with occasional tension over the mosque's dominance in the street and the local culture.In telling the story that it did, I didn't feel that this programme really addressed that gap – but it did devote a whole film to recording it. It's a start. The best (and to me most interesting) scenes by far are those between Leah and her Muslim teacher. More of this would have been welcome: the chance to see real engagement between the two cultures. The scenes where Leah gradually 'finds' her way into the Muslim faith are beautifully handled, and my only regret is that the Asian characters in the film are a little marginalised, like background colour to Leah's world – particularly her temporary 'adoptive' Muslim family. But they're so central to her trajectory that they should be more than mere shadows. The same isn't true of even the marginal members of Leah's white family. There are great moments though: Debbie, Leah's mum (excellently played by Anna Maxwell Martin), with her helpless "no no no NO" as she struggles ineffectively to reject what she doesn't like and can't control in the world around her; Leah's sullen face, utterly alone and outcast on her first day in an all-Muslim school; the teacher patiently explaining aspects of his faith to Leah. The casting and acting were excellent. "Yasmin" (2004) was a great drama screened on British TV, about a young Muslim woman living in a northern British ex-industrial town and the choices she makes, and is forced to make, by her surroundings. It was the superior programme, but really there should be more and more films like this, made from all angles: to help us understand how we fit together. As a nation of islanders we're very hypocritical: most of us are immigrants; yet we turn fiercely away from newcomers – at first. Maybe our redeeming feature is ultimately acceptance, allowing everyone to get on with life, once the heat of resentment has burned itself out, as it inevitably must? Perhaps this is wishful thinking: if so, meanwhile it won't do any of us any harm to learn a little bit more about the cultures which develop and thrive here. Consider programmes like this as the advance guard: get used to engaging with this world.
