Amir (Alireza Shojaei) is in bed, trying to convince his white Canadian girlfriend Dina (Romina D’Ugo) to stay. She doesn’t but it is weird that she has white collar clothes on after staying with a guy. Come of think of it, His Father’s Son has enough weird things in it that Amir starts to notice. The weirdness starts when his estranged uncle Parviz dies, the latter leaving his fortune to the former’s family (Gus Tayari, Mitra Lohrasb, Parham Rownaghi). Getting half a million dollars is great but there’s something shady about this inheritance.

Shady may not be the right word to describe the characters in this film but they are a bit off. As both a critic and a whitewashed immigrant, there is something conspicuous about how the characters mostly speak English here. His Father’s Son has a kernel of an idea about how whitewashing have dumber and more micro, personal aspects. Later on in the film, the characters start speaking in Persian more when emotions are getting on the high side. Maybe the film needs to plant these seeds a little earlier, maybe the language use a bit on the nose.

The only other person who reviewed this film is a friend of mine and I’m going to have to tell him how cruel it is. I also run the danger of copying his answers so I’ll paraphrase what he wrote about the lack of connective tissue here. Another thing he wrote about His Father’s Son is that the film chose the wrong protagonist, which is easier to paperclip. Admittedly the writing is thin here, but at least the actors playing Amir’s parents are good at dodging his questions. I dislike going against actors especially in budget films, but Shojaei is not good at playing someone with questions.