The authenticity of the Hassans’ dysfunction is aided by Waked and Abbass’ cosmic chemistry. ... The “Ramy” writers’ room forces the audience to sit in his social discomfort with him. You cannot escape. You will marinate in the embarrassment until you’ve forgotten what it was like. ... “Ramy” is unlike anything else on television, but its closest relative is “Better Call Saul.”
"Ramy" is still very funny and is as smart and easy to love as it ever was, and everything that made the first season award-worthy is present and stronger in its second go-round.
With excellent pacing, solid structure, and a keen sense of humor, “Ramy” finds the kind of emotional assuredness its main character craves. It’s a smarter, better show for being so hard on Ramy, in part because it knows him well enough to not let the whole story rest on one young millennial’s shoulders.
It is, miraculously, as good — if not better than — its predecessor. ... Season 2 is moving and profane. Stupid funny, then scary serious. Topical and evergreen. Hyperspecific with wide appeal.
Ramy is a funny and sharp and specific comedy, but what makes it shine is the way it starts with a story about a young Muslim man, but then pushes beyond a simple depiction of his life. Ramy is about Muslim representation, yes — but it’s also something stranger and more ambiguous and more mannered, so much more than just a mirror held up to one man’s life.
Ramy is interested in the kinds of big political and cultural questions that TV comedies don’t often ask. ... Aesthetically and tonally, much of Ramy feels similar to other coming-of-age single-camera dramedies. In terms of the stories it chooses to tell, however, Ramy feels like nothing else on TV.
Excellent and thoughtful ... “Ramy” is a comedy, and it’s a good one, but its clear priority is to have the jokes emerge from the characters being so carefully drawn, and from the worldview so frankly explored.
Ramy is essential viewing, a family TV show about a family that TV’s never fully shown, until now.
The depth and diversity of perspectives on Muslim observance make Ramy a trailblazer, but it's already progressive enough as a show that is specifically and not just incidentally about religion. Oh and it's also able to be extremely funny, unexpectedly emotional and consistently eye-opening as something that's both operating within a familiar formula and utterly confident in its own voice.
Ramy resonates because it treats its characters’ lives with the utmost compassion. Their struggles are universal, as are the jokes, and whether you’re a viewer excited to see a practicing Muslim leading a TV show or just a white guy looking for a good comedy to stream, Ramy delivers the goods. We need more series like it, in every sense of the phrase.
Ramy, the dramatic comedy series on Hulu featuring the life of a young Muslim American man in Jersey, is a good metaphor for languishing political situations currently unraveling around the world and in the US of A. Ramy astonishingly brought forth a vision manifesting the most important question for any individual and indeed for mankind itself. Do we live and maintain a spiritual divine state of peace and safety, or do we dwell in desire rift with guilt distortion and ambivalence that divides not merely into mammoth delusionary unequal dichotomies but into a spiral of divisive thought. Ramy loses his sense of self and reality searching for the ultimate love energy to guide us. His uncle comes out manifesting a so-called right wing conservative anger that’s openly discriminatory as Ramy manages to treat him with residual compassion, his soul still lingering from the time he dangerously lied to help a war PTSD suffering individual who begged for redemption. Ramy contrasts his uncle’s dysfunction with an ex American vet’s psychotic tendency. The series treats violence just as it does the sins of lust and distorted outcomes, outlining how kindness and sincerity rule the day even while other more rigid actions cause massive chaos and pain. A Palestinian boy is left to languish in prison from an act of extreme desire albeit distorted passion. He stole the bike and deserved to have his jacket taken from him forcefully, but one suffers much more than the other because society is built on extreme discernment which has replaced reasoned thinking. Politics now uses a pulpit of distorted realities based on false conspiracies spread by social media algorithms which exists to sell ads. Its fine to sell ads, ill give my data for better cheeseburgers gladly but don’t keep fooling my family and friends into clicking on outlandish trails of video clips all serving mendacities upon mendacities for coupons. My favorite scene in the masterful series was when Ramy got his brain compared to that of a heroin addict with the same pleasure reward zones. Ramy, his doctor friend tells him, is overstimulated and needs to calm his mind down in order to get erect. You guessed it. Its all about sex and erections. Like good sex you got to be in love with what you’re doing, its got to be real, and based on whats good for you. What does science say about our emotions and where those thoughts lead us and how can we implement the proper reaction?
Don’t know if it would meet the Bechdel test but this exploration of modern Muslim-American life is brilliantly well rounded and seems realistic.
Very fun and incredible music is tasty and all muslims and ex muslims should watch the show
Productive in sense that it’s an all Arab cast but I’m tired of hearing about the Muslim/Arab American lifestyle from a Muslim - Arab man’s perspective.
Refreshing in its topicality but not in its method. It is more a realistic commentary/documentary than a real work of art. Still more interesting than 85% of the rest of so-called "prestige" TV
Phenomenal in describing Muslims and thier traditions and difficulties in the U.S
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