My father. My uncle.

My father. My uncle.

           My father. My uncle.
               Genre: Documentary
               Adoption, family relationship, Dubai

In search of your roots

  The nearly thirty years of Sinan, grew up somewhere in Hessen, lives as an actor in Berlin. The fact that Bruni, who reared him, not his birth mother has for him has never played a role. But he has another family in Iran. The letters from his brothers and sisters living there he has not opened for years. You have not enough interest, and perhaps he was afraid of it. Only when his friend, the director Christoph Heller, the idea is to film the story of Sinan’s home, has decided that to make contact with his family contact.

If the starting position. The question facing the viewer is doing to and for Sinan’s own father: his son is really interested in getting to know the family, or is it only as an actor at the popularity that a documentary can bring with it?

Heller and cinematographer Manuel Kinzer manages the feat of staying with the camera in the far background. From the initial telephone contact to the meeting in Dubai, where the Iraqi family now lives, she accompanied on his trip to Sinan’s own roots. That he is an actor, you take the young from self-promoter without question, so happy he flirts with the camera pretends amazement, horror, or joy.

At first it almost creates sympathy with his biological family, it has sought for years. Quite naturally, they take it as part of the family, his mother holds him for minutes, weeping in the arms, while he looks around the room seemingly indifferent. But his view is understandable: Completely unknown people are the ones he claim as the son and expect him to close.

In comparison with his older brothers is clear are how far the lives of young men apart. Like all adults in the family, the brothers Khaldon and Omar are married, have children and are in employment. The sister, who does not appear in the film, has completed a study. Sinan other hand, is a prototypical young Berliners. He still deals with the process of growing up, brooding over his depression after puberty, in which he was a “hard-core pothead become,” and is a rather one-night stands as a solid relationship. When asked why he responded to the letter from his brother after seven years, he remembers only: “I have always deferred to the next day “.

The unobtrusive monitoring of the protagonists and their high openness make it possible to understand both sides. Sinan mean for the weeks he spent with the family, an immersion into a completely foreign world. The female acquaintance he may not even shake the hand farthest from the male relatives on the other hand he kissed with every greeting. He can only describe his feelings in plain terms. Krass, he finds all this, somehow unbelievable. His shyness is expressed in constant nervous laughter, which is sometimes hard to bear – the harder it is to understand why he wanted to make this personal development to the public.

For parents and siblings, however, it is deeply upset that her son and brother, neither speaks Arabic, nor has the slightest idea of the rules of Islam. Ideally she would like him looking for a woman to take him into the family business together and eventually return to Iraq. Nevertheless, they show themselves to be very open to the coinage of the western brother. Debate they want to emphasize all. Maybe you could even take over some of the settings of him, he however her – depending on whether what the better. The fact that Sinan is neither gay nor an alcoholic, his brother feels at least as a great relief. About everything can talk to others, he finds.

Only in Dubai Sinan learns what it has with its adoption on themselves. His German mother was married to the brother of his biological father in Iraq. Since the couple could not have children, gave them the youngest son of Sinan’s parents to care. For his mother already had two sons and was employed as a teacher. The plan was that the children would grow up together but within the extended family. 1982 became the biological father in captivity, shortly after traveling the foster mother, who wanted to separate from her husband, Sinan to Germany – allegedly sick to her mother. They never returned. The Treaty, which had negotiated his parents – to leave Islamic, Arabic-language education and a ban on Iraq with him – was thus broken. The parents never gave up, seeing her son. Whether Bruni Sinan had adopted or how else it was possible to keep the boy from the movie is not clear.

The search for identity, the film very impressive, the uncertainty and excessive demands, but also fast developing area and affection for parents and siblings to move. Slightly disappointing is the sudden end of the film – like one would know what to do next with the new formed family ties and how the meeting has an impact on the relationship with the German mother.

A track like this is found in the file Sinan al Kuris Agency. There is recorded, the actors speak Arabic – he could not yet the time of the shooting. A sign that the debate went on it? My father. My uncle is characterized by a careful search for identity and clear instructions that no cultural differences need to be separated. The mutual understanding prevails. A little discomfort remains, however – instead you would really want the young Sinan, making this highly sensitive experience alone in front of the camera. But for an actor this is perhaps a shelter.

(Claire Horst)

Title: My father. My uncle. Country of production: , Germany Year of Production: 2009 Length: 80 (Min.) Distribution: Moviemento

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