Looks like a preachy, predictable, over-the top sob-fest if you ask me
Seriously, why is it that movies like these are heralded as art and masterpieces? We all know how it's going to go. "Poor sweet Indian man with disorder finds love. 9/11 happens. Poor Indian man gets victimized, has strained relationship with lady, all while sending a non-too subtle message about American bigotry and injustice. Then man looks for justice, ending on a sugary note about tolerance all while melodramatic orchestral music plays in the background."
I have to admit though, didn't predict the "I'm going to meet the president" thing. Just when I thought this movie couldn't be more over-the-top. As if Obama doesn't have more pressing issues than to waste his time on guy who isn't even American tell his sob story. And as a person with a sibling with Asperger's, I'm already put off by this guy's acting in the trailer. "Look at how awkward, sweet and quirky I am! I Must have aspergers!"
And I think an Indian director should look at issues of bigotry and racism in his own country before he take the high road and criticizes the US. I understand why he'd want to touch on issues of race and stereotype in the US, but the way the trailer presented all Americans as if they'd react with "OMG! An Indian Muslim w/ Aspergers?! Get the torches and pitchforks!"
Buttt, I haven't seen the movie and just making assumptions on the trailer. Perhaps it's alot better and more nuanced than I think it is. Although I can't possibly imagine how that can be the case with that President subplot.