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| You'd need a heart of stone not to be won over by Wadjda, a rebel yell with a spoonful of sugar and a pungent sense of a Riyadh society split between the home, the madrasa and the shopping mall. Waad Mohammed plays the 10-year-old heroine who enters a Qur'an-reading competition to raise the funds to buy a bike – much to the horror of her imperiled mother and imperious teacher. In conservative Riyadh, we are told, girls do not ride bikes and are barely even permitted to laugh out of doors. | You'd need a heart of stone not to be won over by Wadjda, a rebel yell with a spoonful of sugar and a pungent sense of a Riyadh society split between the home, the madrasa and the shopping mall. Waad Mohammed plays the 10-year-old heroine who enters a Qur'an-reading competition to raise the funds to buy a bike – much to the horror of her imperiled mother and imperious teacher. In conservative Riyadh, we are told, girls do not ride bikes and are barely even permitted to laugh out of doors. |
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| As the first woman to shoot a Saudi Arabian feature film, writer-director Haifaa Al Mansour has already assured herself of a small place in history. And yet Wadjda stands on its own merits. The road through is dusty, bumpy and fraught with danger. But up ahead lies a bittersweet party and the scent of a happy ending. Wadjda knows it is there and she bears down on the pedals. | As the first woman to shoot a Saudi Arabian feature film, writer-director Haifaa Al Mansour has already assured herself of a small place in history. And yet Wadjda stands on its own merits. The road through is dusty, bumpy and fraught with danger. But up ahead lies a bittersweet party and the scent of a happy ending. Wadjda knows it is there and she bears down on the pedals. |
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