Mo is a show that hit me on so many levels. It’s rare to find something that can make me laugh out loud while also bringing out my stubborn tears, but Mo did both. The humor felt natural, never forced, and at the same time, the emotional depth was undeniable, and very relatable, especially at this time in history.
What stood out to me the most was how well it captured the Palestinian experience, especially the little things that don’t always make it to the screen. The deep attachment to the land, the olive oil, the storytelling, it was all there. But beyond the cultural details, it also reflected the emotional weight of being Palestinian in the diaspora: the constant struggle to belong, the frustration of immigration battles, and the pain of following the sad news from back home every single day.
My favourite part of the show was the scenes actually shot in the West Bank. Seeing the reality of the checkpoints and the apartheid system on screen added a raw, unfiltered truth to the story. It wasn’t just a reference to the occupation, it was a direct portrayal of it. Those moments made the show even more powerful because they grounded Mo’s personal struggles in the wider Palestinian reality.
This show felt personal. It wasn’t just a great comedy; it was one of the most honest portrayals of what it’s like to live between two worlds. It made me laugh, a lot, but it also made me cry, and it left me feeling seen in a way no show ever had.