Thursday, September 22, 2005
This was lent to me by an insane patron who overheard Silenus and me chatting about Netflix. Now, I must see everything Jafar Panahi has ever done, because this elegant and harrowing film about the plight of women in Iran devestated me late last night. I love its whirling structure; as we become involved in the catastrophe of one life, another character on its periphery whisks us off to show us her own despairing circumstance. No resolution is offered, and little hope, and the shattering spiral culminates with a dread reunion of sorts. A brave, resolute film--I'm sure Mr. Panahi and his cast and crew got into trouble for it, and frankly I wanted to go to war with Iran at its conclusion. See it!