I must first congratulate Mr. Zahedi for being able get a grant to pay for part of this project. I wish him nothing but success in his film making career for things can only get better. I recorded this film as this was something my father needed to see although the reason for which now escapes me. These two vegetarians take you through moments of their daily lives and various encounters with their friends. At first I could not figure out what was going on as I started watching halfway through January, but it mattered not as this film had the visual magnetism of a car wreck, a train wreck and a Bulgratzian canoe wreck rolled into one. Mr. Zahedi's with his Syd Barrett like aura and his emotional, hardworking hippie chick companion who does not liked to be filmed kept you wondering what was around the next corner. Although she does not like to be filmed, Mr. Zahedi arranged for one of his friends to film her all day on her birthday as his special birthday gift to her. This film is not filtered whatsoever. Mr. Zahedi feels guilty about about eating pizza which he believes triggers him into wanting to pick up hookers. After the first instance of getting stoned it is apparent marijuana is a trigger for him to bring up the topic of her mother's suicide. The days turn into weeks and the weeks turn into months and the months finally bring us to the end of the 90's and the beginning of the 00's. Finally on New Year's Eve our couple spend an intimate evening at home counting in the New Year and gleaming on Ecstasy. The message is that while meat and eating in general are bad for you; marijuana, magic mushrooms, Ecstasy and neurosis beyond imagination are all part of Mr. Zahedi's yearly struggle to not drown in the bathtub of the world. God bless Mr. Zahedi and God bless America because if this was any other country which California almost is we would not be free to do as we please which includes making or viewing this film.
