Travelogue meets cross-cultural romance in this often-engaging, but ultimately shallow taste of contemporary Beirut. Billed as a "Middle Eastern Short Cuts" (the Robert Altman film), the story mostly follows James, a young Englishman struggling to reinvent himself after blowing his career as a music video director. He washes up in Beirut by accident, and spends several months immersing himself in the confusing city and falling in love with the extraordinarily beautiful Maya. She is also struggling to reinvent herself by saving enough money to go to America for an MBA, and escaping the expectations of her family and society. All of this is a good excuse for Kenway (a sometime resident of Beirut) to present a picture of what post Civil war life is like.
If you know Lebanon, all the things one might expect are here: young well-educated women who are expected to enter arranged marriages and keep house, wealthy young men addicted to the designer brands of the West, kids spending hours in arcades playing Counterstrike, a 1,000-person wedding, nosy neighbors, MTV, Asian maids who are smarter than their employers think, along with posters of Hizbullah mullahs, "425" day (the anniversary of U.N. Resolution 425), jokes about the Syrian big brother, Israeli jets booming overhead, Palestinian refugee camps, and political prisoners. All of these elements are woven into the story which includes many minor characters somehow connected to James and Maya.
Unfortunately, the desire to show so much of Lebanese life means that there's not a whole lot of depth to any of the characters. This doesn't mean it's not enjoyable in its own way, just that there's not enough there to get emotionally involved with any of the characters. In particular, James and Maya's love story, and all its attendant difficulties plays like a very average melodrama as they try and make it work against all odds. Their relationship seems very shallow and superficial from the beginning and never seems to strengthen. Still, it's not a bad taste of modern Lebanon, as long as one is aware it's just a taste.