Sally El-Hossani's low-key film 'My Brother the Devil' tells the story of a family of petty gangsters in contemporary London, and of the difficulties of escaping expectations and obligations. It's hard to say why I didn't like this movie, but the plotting is a bit messy, and I found it very hard to identify with the characters, ordinary young men vying to make their way in the world. Normally, I dislike Hollywood narratives, but this is a film that struggles maybe could have done with one, or alternatively, with the sort of social context that a director like Ken Loach might have provided. As it is, it washed over me, leaving me unengaged.
Review of My Brother the Devil
