My Name is Khan.
I love Bollywood for its business model, but am not the the biggest fan of its movies. While they are (usually) entertaining, their success is measured on box office records not on cinematographic quality. My Name Is Khan was different. It touched on an Indian-Muslim American’s plight after 9/11. Bollywood Hero Shahrukh Khan played the character of Indian-born Muslim man born with Aspergers ssyndromde. He moves to America in his twenties, where ideally, he would be afforded religious/cultural freedom. However, he is discriminated universally: by his Muslim family for dating Amiercan-born Hindus; from Hindu-American Indians for being Muslim, from non-South Asian Americans for being Muslim, and the US Govt for being a terrorist. There was some Bollywood fluff and flair, but the message was almost Crash-esque, forcing viewers to challenge and question disabling stereotypes.
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