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- Perplexity Of Iran
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- Negotiating with Iran and Farhadi's Films
None of this has ever made Iran easy for its neighbors or wary enemies to anticipate. Who can say why, two years after George W. Bush named Iran to "the axis of evil," the head of that country's security council was one of the few leaders around the world to come out publicly in support of Bush's re-election?
What do we make of those Iranians who assure us that Ayatollah Khomeini was in fact a British stooge why else would he broadcast in exile on the BBC? Does the leadership even know what it's saying or doing, or is it just playing an elaborate game to keep everyone, not least its many enemies at home, off-guard? At one level, Farhadi's films make geography irrelevant. The main female character looks like an Islamic migrant raised in a banlieue, her ex-husband is returning from Tehran, her new boyfriend is from North Africa, and her daughter's father is in Brussels.
Yet proper names soon disappear, and we're quickly in the crazy, chaotic tangle of many a modern household, where kids don't know which bed to sleep in and seek solace only in the one steady figure to whom, in fact, they're not related. Without even seeming to care, Farhadi renders most of our simplistic assumptions about "East" and "West" -- the codes and ways of Revolutionary Iran and of the liberal West -- beside the point.
At the same time, the sensibility here could only be Iranian, even though "The Past" was shot in French and set in a nondescript suburb of Paris. On the one hand, the filmmaker is quietly reminding us how much such stories are universal; on the other, he's speaking from a sensibility rooted in a distant culture that thrives on ambiguity.
Inner and outer are generally at odds. Motivations are never what they seem. And while there are no visible veils, we see any number of invisible ones, though how many we couldn't say. The wet paint on the house through which the characters shadow one another makes every small movement treacherous -- yet move and speak is all that every character does. When Ahmad's suitcase is delivered late from his arriving flight, it's broken, and we don't know whom exactly to blame. Even the returning Ahmad's gallant gesture of bringing a gift for two children not his own becomes a source of vexation when the kids open his broken suitcase in advance, leaving him with the classically unanswerable question: how much should -- or can -- one discipline someone else's child?
As we watch the returning soon-to-be-ex husband in the opening scenes, not sure whether to turn right or left he's forgotten where home is ; as we see the kids keep switching rooms, as if exiled in some sense deeper than their nationalities; as we confront roads that, as in "A Separation," look murderous to cross, with cars hurtling past in every direction, we're taken into a way of viewing the world in which every view is false.
Even Ahmad's teenage stepdaughter upbraids her wary almost-father, saying, "You shouldn't speak with such certainty. Having begun with a separating couple reuniting through panes of glass, the film ends with a different couple holding hands on what could be a deathbed. Are they coming together or saying goodbye? It's impossible to tell, yet again, when the characters in the film, and all of us watching them, are at once trying to escape the past, yet far from settled in the present.
Turn to Lausanne where negotiations with Iran took place , I would say, and you'll see the same. Tap here to turn on desktop notifications to get the news sent straight to you. Help us tell more of the stories that matter from voices that too often remain unheard.fenikschel.com/profiles/112.php
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Perplexity Of Iran
Razieh is a chador-wearer unlike Simin and her reaction if she is confronted by a moral dilemma is to call a mullah for advice. The answer is yes, if there is no male help available.
These two couples are good, conscientious people, undone by the complexity of their lives. Later we learn that she has lost her unborn baby to a violent blow. Was it landed by Nader, enraged by her failure to take proper care of his father?
To Hojjat, Nader is glib, impious, and oversexed. Razieh does not tell her husband that she is going to work in the house of an unrelated male—he is outraged when he finds out. Even Termeh is drawn into the deception. She lies to the prosecutor to conceal a crucial piece of evidence that would have seen her father sent to prison. It is, the filmmaker seems to be saying, a part of growing up.
Negotiating with Iran and Farhadi's Films
By now, of course, Nader and Simin has become something more than a family drama. Here is the signal failure of the ideological state that Ayatollah Khomeini set up thirty-two years ago, promising truth and redemption for all, but whose children are still waiting for these things, trembling and alone. Facebook Twitter RSS.