First and foremost, the Greek Tourist Authority (if such a body exists) needs to buy up and destroy every copy of this stodgy moussaka of a movie. It depicts Greece as a giant sh**-hole, populated by demented, ugly, bigoted and frequently dangerous maniacs. Though, to be fair, all the characters in this movie are unpleasant, including our "hero". As Isaac (Ewan Leslie in a tediously one-note performance) moves on, we're treated to the ugliest depiction of Paris ever on film, followed by a similar trashing of Budapest. The point of Isaac's quest is never entirely clear, though it may also be that by the time he finally connects with his brother and is told "the truth" about his father, I'd long since stopped caring. Quite how something like this gets funded is a mystery. Maybe the book it's based on has some worth (I'll never read it now). Maybe it just ticks all the right multi-cultural boxes. Whatever, it reflects well on no-one.