The film chronicles the series of murders that occurred in Iran, from the power of phallocratic violence.
Mashhad Nights – "In less than two hours, he eliminated a corrupt woman"
Ali Abbasi has the merit of daring to do what almost no one has the audacity to do: to denounce head-on the misogyny and religious fundamentalism prevailing in the Iranian nation. The director is more concerned with analyzing the reaction of society than with crimes. Indeed, most of the people shown praise the femicides of the murderer. Nevertheless, the final justice parody is distressing but sparkling for the footage. The film is divided into two distinct parts (the investigation and the trial), The Nights of Mashhad is irremediably a fascinating mirror of the modernity of a people. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2rqfF9uOSPE
After Yang – "We imagine that everyone wants to become human. Why would it be better? »
After Yang reminded me of a child who died prematurely, here, an android son because he deploys a deluge of emotion, existentialist aphorisms and improbably on the virtues of theine. When Yang stops working, a whole section of the family fails, so replacing him will be out of the question. Nevertheless, Kogonada turns his excessive preciousness into a troubling mannerism.
The Eight Mountains – "If words are poor, so is thought"
Imagine a film with soft music and sumptuous photography that shows the mountain by putting us back in a more modest place. Imagine a film where the boy is the last child of the village of a village of fourteen inhabitants who conceives dreamily and with a hint of anxiety what a city of ten thousand city dwellers must be. Imagine a film about a male brotherhood that combines in old age and crosses the closely linked decades. Imagine a film whose sobriety is disconcerting and made by a couple (in life too) whose love and kindness are communicative. Imagine a film whose two hours and twenty are not excessive because even meditative or contemplative shots are necessary because they indicate its authenticity.
