The Iranian New Wave
Despite -- or perhaps because of -- censorship, Iranian filmmakers enjoy a golden age
September / October 2003
Anjula Razdan Utne magazine
ON THE OPENING night of the 1995 Telluride Film Festival, famed
German director Werner Herzog declared, 'What I say tonight will be
a banality in the future. The greatest films of the world today are
being made in Iran.' Almost a decade later, Herzog's words ring
true. Iran, along with Taiwan and Denmark, is widely regarded by
film aficionados and international film critics alike as creating
many of the best movies around.
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At a time when Hollywood's global domination shapes moviemaking
in most countries (most blockbuster-action films like
Spiderman and T3 take in more money overseas than
they do in the United States), Iran, a member in good standing of
President Bush's Axis of Evil, is in the midst of a cinematic
Golden Age. Like Italian Neo-Realism or Denmark's celebrated Dogme
95 movement, Iranian films eschew flashy special effects and
gimmicky plot lines in favor of simple, straightforward narratives
and a minimalist aesthetic in which natural elements like water,
wind, and dust take on poetic resonance.
That's why it's infuriating, even heartbreaking, that several
renowned Iranian directors, including Abbas Kiarostami, Bahman
Ghobadi, and Jafar Panahi, have recently been refused visas to
enter the United States. 'For years, I've been appalled at the
treatment of all Iranians entering the United States, who routinely
get fingerprinted,' writes Jonathan Rosenbaum in an open letter
protesting the treatment of Iranian artists both in the U.S. and
abroad. 'It shows a lack of interest and even contempt of some
Americans towards other cultures.' For his part, Ghobadi, who was
to be feted at the Chicago International Film Festival last
October, forwarded his prize to Dubya himself.
The irony of the visa refusals is especially pointed, writes Noy
Thrupkaew in The American Prospect (June 2003),
since recent films, including Kiarostami's Ten, Ghobadi's
Marooned in Iraq, and Rakhshan Bani-Etemad's Under the
Skin of the City, have not only upped the political ante in
Iranian filmmaking, but also 'deliver the very criticisms one might
think the U.S. administration would be eager to hear-particularly
from an Iranian people whose struggle for democracy our president
claims to support.'