The circle
Sam and I finally met up at our appointed place, twenty-minutes later than we'd meant to. But it didn't matter, neither of us were in a hurry. Down the street, passing shops, passing people, passing time. We poked our noses into a jewellery store, a book store, an art/craft store.
On the way to the cinema, we walked past the square next to the town hall typically reserved for public art. It was empty today, except for a new copper statue. Well, we thought she was a statue. Until she moved and appeared to be talking to passer-bys. She was lovely and gracious, and allowed me to took some photographs. (#1,#2,#3 and #4.)
"Dayereh" (a.k.a. "The Circle") is about the injustice women face in modern day Iran. The film, banned in Iran itself, is raw, unpolished yet crafted, its script plain and unpretentious, lending its scenes a sense of reality with no impression of exaggeration.
I walked out with a strange mix of anger, sadness and disbelief, and wondered why there were so few men in the cinema - even in this lucky country - watching this important film amongst the sizeable number of women who were there.
(Happy birthday, Karl.)
Posted by sniffles at March 16, 2002 05:05 PM