Mike McCahill 

Brahmin Bulls review – father and son in an underpowered reunion

An hour into Mahesh Pailoor’s genial drama about a widowed academic and his architect son you just know everything’s going to be fine
  
  

Brahmin Bulls
Where’s the cat? … Brahmin Bulls Photograph: PR

This genial, LA-set indie contrives a reunion between widowed professor Roshan Seth and his self-absorbed architect son Sendhil Ramamurthy, connected only by the mess they’ve made of their personal lives. Unlike much recent “silver screen” fodder, Mahesh Pailoor’s film is appreciably relaxed around matters of age and race, yet – as a missing-cat subplot suggests – it’s somewhat underpowered.

Pailoor’s energies have gone on over-neat scripting that insistently turns everything from large-scale construction projects to fleeting items of toilet graffiti into comments on the characters’ lives. As soon as the prof plants roots in his son’s backyard an hour in, we know everyone’ll basically be fine – and they are.

 

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