This film is an investigation into identity in exile, through Iranian exile at the end of the century. It is a bit like the story of all those who experience uprooting. Of all those who, one day, tried to build a house based on the memory of another house they left behind, in their country.
“He said Mr. Sethna, what are you? I said I’m a human being. Then… I’m an Indian. Then I suppose, I am a Zoroastrian, or if you like, a Parsi. Then my profession. I’m a filmmaker.”
A journey through a very unusual old man’s life in Bombay.
An insight into today's Iran, through a simple device: following a group of firemen in Tehran. We shall see the country in its critical moments, when tongues untie, when gestures are more spontaneous, and doors open more easily.
With an old photo in her pocket, Maryam sets out on a search for her father who she hasn’t seen for years. She arrives in a Teheran that she barely recognizes. Her search, which was rather desperate at the beginning, begins to make more and more sense as she encounters people along the way and pi...
