Chroniques de Téhéran

Terrestrial Verses shows what everyday life in an authoritarian regime is like through a series of conversations. Although the circumstances of the conversations vary, they're always between a less-powerful person (facing the camera) and a more-powerful person (a voice off). Each situation is infuriating in its own way, but Ali Asgari and Alireza Khatami mine a vein of absurd humor throughout the film, so that, by the end, we have laughed so hard at these authoritarian fools that they have lost their power. In life outside the film the fools only seem to grow more powerful and more numerous. The film is set in Iran, but its message is both universal and timely. It feels like many more people are very soon going to need Asgari's and Khataim's gift for seeing the absurd and their characters' cleverness in finding a way.

Not for the first time, out of oppressed Iran comes a thrilling, almost life-changing film. Dodging censors and taboos, Ali Asgari and Alireza Khatami, have managed to pull off a 77-minute masterpiece in the heroic tradition of Iranian underground cinema, which constitutes a genre in its own right. Its subtle, often whimsical satire is of course deeply subversive of the Ayatollahs' regime and all its minions, but it would be a serious mistake to see this film merely as a polemic against the Islamic State (though it is that, triumphantly), rather than as a cri de coeur against banal, quotidian tyranny, against the pettily personal abuse that all power relationships in all societies generate as a matter of course.

The film's central character is Tehran itself, shown in a gloriously extended opening panorama, shot by an unmoving camera, in which the city, with its ambient noise as the only background, shifts from night to morning to full daylight. That is the only exterior shot (making a virtue of what were surely security constraints), though the film closes on much the same view, seen through the window of a high-rise, in a shattering climax the details of which should not be revealed here.

The rest of the film consists of a series of short sequences, all interiors, in which ordinary citizens of the city are filmed in long takes by a fixed camera, alone on screen but in dialogue with the petty gods of the system, who remain unseen, usually sitting behind a power-enhancing desk or something like it (partially seen in the foreground), who torment them in the heads-I-wind-tails-you-lose snakes and ladders of bureaucracy and ideology, preventing perfectly normal needs and requests from being met.

In these sequences, none of which goes on for more than 10 or 11 minutes, we witness a character, always sympathetic (or, in the case of a little girl, adorable), as they cautiously try to frame their modest request in as deferential a way as possible and then react as elaborate structures built upon absurdities, callousness, and sometimes outright abuse are piled up by the unseen interlocutors. Each solo performer proceeds to give us a masterclass in the actor's art as she or he shifts from caution to carefully masked irritation, to abject hopelessness as whatever it is they care about is ground to a pulp, and their dignity with it. In each case (save for that little girl's), there comes a moment when the victim snaps, when they can no longer endure the cruel gibberish they're facing, only to quickly retreat into self-defensive caution and deference, knowing as they do (and, through sheer acting alchemy, showing us, heartbreakingly, that they know) that things could otherwise only get far worse. Each sequence ends in soul-searing defeat, and the effect upon us as spectators is devastating, with the devastation expanding cumulatively with each sequence. And if you think that this stuff only happens in the Islamic Republic and that it doesn't happen, in only slightly different form, here, there and everywhere else, you are truly a fool.

In a lively Q&A at NYC's Film Forum, Alireza Khatami revealed that, in keeping with the underground nature of the project, the actors were all recruited without being given any idea of the overall structure of the film, so that each sequence is in effect a discrete short subject. The actors, he said, all knew they were taking a risk, and subsequently each was indeed interrogated by the authorities about what had gone on. The creation of the film, in other words, required heroism and defiance from all involved. And yet I wouldn't have needed any of that background to conclude that this small yet major masterpiece is, for me, the film of the year so far, and I seriously doubt that it will be displaced. It is a must-see for every serious, engaged citizen of whatever nation, state or territory. May the gods of film distribution make it available to as many such viewers as possible.

The film depicts how a person in power - even a little bit power - can abuse of it's position towards another person. This is of course obvious in a country with a totalitarianism regime like Iran, but not only. The authoritarianism abuse as depicted in the movie could also be seen as a metaphor for all abuse in general, wherever the country you live in. Are we not all, in some degree or another, sometimes subjected to abusive behavior by a overzealous clerk, frustrated official, sadistic policeman, bad-tempered secretary? This for example in the name of security, or health or safety, etc.

Sometimes we are not even aware of it. But how many times are we not taken in hostage by irritating websites who are forcing us to fill-in over and over again the same stupid data in order to pursue a request or demand. All that bureaucratic nonsense we are faced with in official offices but also private banks, insurance companies, post-offices, courthouses, hospitals, telephone companies, where sometimes we are confronted with people who are absolutely not willing to help you out but on the contrary will do everything to ruin your day or even abuse of their power to patronize or humiliate you.

So of course the plots of the movie are set in Iran but it's depicting brilliantly a general unfortunate human behavior which will be understood by everybody, wherever you live.

The film is rated 7.4 but deserves a much better rate in my opinion. The dialogues are well written, the actors are very just and realistic in their simplicity (it's almost like a documentary but yet it's all fiction) and the directors' choices for the staging of the actors and the positioning of the camera is accurate. In a nutshell a little gem worth seeing.

A unique film about ridiculous struggles of Iranian people with the Iran's regime, conservatism, Islamism and some crap attitudes of some people.

Family-friendly.

In Iran everything is a struggle, to make you tired and stop you from activism, they wear people down and use them, our regime is corrupt to the teeth.

Such filmmaking in Iran is rare and bold, we should support such filmmakers.

It's an anthology film consists of these short films: Tehran. David. Selena. Aram. Sadaf. Faeze. Farbod. Siamak. Ali. Mehri.

I'm sure it's a shocking film to foreigners.

Funny, cool, social commentary, bold, essential, interesting, well-made, unique, statically shot, tragicomic, critical, bitter, sad & inspiring.

Good direction. Very good screenplay. Good production. Good acting. Good edits. Good film score. Above average audio mixing/editing. Above average cinematography. Cool/critical tone. Moderate-paced. Well-balanced.

I really liked it.

7.5/10.

From my perspective as an Iranian viewer, the film feels superficial and exaggerated. It seems to have been created primarily to convey a message, but it lacks authenticity. It appears more suited for foreign film festivals, aiming to provoke the jury's emotions and win awards.

When you cannot create a strong, impactful story, the easiest route is to evoke pity: portray your country as miserable and pitiful, align with prevailing media narratives, and use female and child characters to manipulate emotions and secure recognition.

I am not saying all the narratives are false or unrealistic, but someone whose daughter goes to school, or someone working as a contracted driver for a governmental organization, etc. Would find these portrayals exaggerated and detached from reality.

It seems the writer and filmmaker are depicting an Iran that we do not live in.