Two thoughts – they can only be life and death. The village has been overwhelmed by a regime, a curse of death which advances as a polyevaporative force sucking out the moisture from life, leaching the water from the earth. The camera becomes one with the relentless creep of this spreading dryness tracking and panning with the process of desiccation.
First meeting with Pouya exchanging thoughts on what I fear the most, his sense of responsibility and the importance of Anarchy in the creative process.
Two thoughts – they can only be life and death. The village has been overwhelmed by a regime, a curse of death which advances as a polyevaporative force sucking out the moisture from life, leaching the water from the earth. The camera becomes one with the relentless creep of this spreading dryness tracking and panning with the process of desiccation.
The quickly congealing media silence is cementing Jafar Panahi and Mohammad Rasoulof further and further away. If they are being robbed of their future films, then I am robbed of experiencing them. If they do not get another chance at freedom, then I am poorer for one too. They did not murder anyone, or commit a crime for which they should be kept away from us. They made movies, problematic for the rulers of their country perhaps, but that’s the rulers’ problem, not theirs. We are free to critique their craft of film making, but we overstep our boundaries when we silence people for their thoughts, and in this case even future thoughts. Thoughts and stories and movies that are yet to come.
My dear Babak…… I miss you so much!
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Two thoughts – they can only be life and death. The village has been overwhelmed by a regime, a curse of death which advances as a polyevaporative force sucking out the moisture from life, leaching the water from the earth. The camera becomes one with the relentless creep of this spreading dryness tracking and panning with the process of desiccation.
First meeting with Pouya exchanging thoughts on what I fear the most, his sense of responsibility and the importance of Anarchy in the creative process.
Two thoughts – they can only be life and death. The village has been overwhelmed by a regime, a curse of death which advances as a polyevaporative force sucking out the moisture from life, leaching the water from the earth. The camera becomes one with the relentless creep of this spreading dryness tracking and panning with the process of desiccation.
The quickly congealing media silence is cementing Jafar Panahi and Mohammad Rasoulof further and further away. If they are being robbed of their future films, then I am robbed of experiencing them. If they do not get another chance at freedom, then I am poorer for one too. They did not murder anyone, or commit a crime for which they should be kept away from us. They made movies, problematic for the rulers of their country perhaps, but that’s the rulers’ problem, not theirs. We are free to critique their craft of film making, but we overstep our boundaries when we silence people for their thoughts, and in this case even future thoughts. Thoughts and stories and movies that are yet to come.