It isn't exactly what you might call uncommon for Israeli films to cover the very serious issue of suicide bombings. In fact, they've sort of created an entire prestige genre around the tragic practice, and For My Father is no different. The premise of the film is simple, but intriguing: a young Palestinian would-be suicide bomber crosses the border into Israel and heads to a busy market, only to discover that his trigger mechanism is faulty. Knowing that he can't just go back home, he orders a new part, but it won't be ready for a few days. So he's stuck. He has to stay there, surrounded by the faces of people he's going to murder. For My Father offers no judgments, no easy answers, just the hopeful optimism that people are people, and the conflict between them is a result of ignorance rather than hatred. You might like For My Father if: you're a fan of George Clooney's more contemplative political pieces such as Munich or Syriana, and would like a bit of first-hand insight into the Israeli-Palestine conflict.