This could have been a good movie, had the director bothered to avoid the oldest and most idiotic stereotypes of Jewish people and especially of Jewish mothers. Speaking as a Jewish mother myself, I pride myself on my caring and my psychological sophistication. The behavior of the mother in this movie, even in a comedy framework, made me cringe. What possible purpose did this overacting serve? Watch Schtisel or Shrugim if you want more satisfying and complex fare...
Review of The Awakening of Motti Wolkenbruch
