Starting from Paris, a little girl accompanies her mother - the filmmaker herself - to go to Iran, thus joining her grand-father and starting on a journey to Afghanistan, a country often dreamt of, but never visited since three generations, since her great grand-father - and being filmed on her turn by her eight-year-old daughter, with a pocket camera - the filmmaker mingles her own vision with that of her daughter and thus makes a journey diary, as the family album unfolds before our eyes. In her ancestor's country, the moving discovery of forgotten ladscapes and improbable encounters with distand partents, make the family's memory, reborn, thus deplacing the borders of its territory and drawing a new horizon.
Tehran, seen not as a megalopolis at the foot of volcanoes, but as a character. Tehran, not as something inhabited, but as a self-inhabited thing, moving, changing its face, its mood, its body. Tehran, strange, familiar, savage, welcoming. Tehran, entered into even though you never knocked at the...
Little is known about Afghanistan, apart from a few
clichés, the word Taliban, and a war which seems never
to have stopped since the Soviet Union and the turning
point reached in 2001. With this film, Sepideh Farsi took up again the documentary format she had started with, and using only one came...
