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Real sights

A city made of nougat lying at my feet. I had never seen that place before, but a feeling of having dreamt of it was melting its corners like fondue. I had already tasted it, of course. Perhaps it was a forgotten dream, perhaps that's what…

The man holding the mirror (an ode to Kiarostami)

Shirin, what a merciless prince stole the flame of your thoughts and the lightness of your heart. Why did he do so? Why did he put such a heavy stone on the top of your head? Did he want to test his aim with a bow? To hit the stone and set…

The color of what matters (a movie review)

The brittle flamenco verses of a drunk man slip into the room from outside, along with the full moon light. It’s Saturday; fifteen minutes to midnight; the precious moment; it’s movie time. 'The Color of God' in Iran, 1999. 'The Color of P…

Baran (a movie review)

Majid Majidi; what a fun name for a director. I’m about to watch my third movie by him and I still don’t know why or how I’d never heard about any of his famous pieces before. Every now and again I get the feeling that I’m living in a smal…

Losing a kite (a movie review)

“So, Carmen, what do you think the movie was all about?” I somehow love this kind of question, especially when it comes from someone who already knows the film. If there is anything better than watching a movie, it is doing it with someone…

Platero and me (not an appropriate book review)

Don Gonzalo was the name of the feared Spanish teacher that we got in sixth grade. He was not exactly a Spanish teacher himself, though he was definitely Spanish; I mean, from Spain. What I am trying to say is that his professional field w…

Negar's charm (a movie review)

Persian cinema series keeps on going, and I was kind of scared of not being able to find pieces in the same standards of Kiarostami’s. Once your expectations reach a certain level, it’s hard to switch the name of the filmmaker and venture …

Palestinian cycle (a twice watched movie)

‘Paradise now’ was the name of the movie scheduled that day at the university film club. I still remember when I used to go every Tuesday and Thursday to that old theater on the Science campus. Sometimes my brother would go to see Italian …

My brother's legacy (a comic review)

My brother’s room is my favourite place at home. I know it should be mine, but nothing is more refreshing than opening someone else’s door and entering into a completely alien territory, different in size, different in colour, different in…

A 'Close up' of Iranian cinema

In the last weeks a friend and I have decided to take a dip in the filmography of one of those acclaimed and at the same time unknown directors from Persia. His name is Abbas Kiarostami and his work seems to be the ocean we were looking fo…

Unbalanced life and silent filmmaking (a movie review)

“5 out of 5” he said about ‘Koyaanisqatsi’. In that moment, I knew that it was going to be the title of the movie that I’d watch that night. This friend of mine is usually not that generous when it comes to giving stars so I couldn’t miss …

Judging a book by its cover

A couple of weeks back, I had a meeting with Luna, one of my best friends from our college days. She was carrying a fruit box full of books. It was what she calls her “feminist library”. In the past, I saw her all the time reading that kin…