This documentary shows how a “modern” articulate and caring non-practicing Muslim woman tries to come to terms with her childhood religion. I could have substituted myself in the film, with the exception of the catalyst of 9/11, replacing the word “Islam” with the word “Catholic.” Do we ever have a free choice of religion as an adult when we have had religion inculcated in us as a child by loving nurturing grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles and the culture around us? Where does religion stop and personhood begin. Or do they become one and the same? Are we ever “there” in our personal “jihad” or struggle to know who we are. What is our truth which is neither an overreactive denial of nor a blind identification with…our childhood religion?