My students taught me that everything was personal - history, politics, foreign relations - but this approach creates boundaries as well as connections
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Jasmine blossoms, bombs and Bruce LeeElsewhere on openDemocracy
A ten year old Bruce Lee fanatic attached to her Adidas trainers and determined to become a future prophet is not your average leading lady. Meet Marjane, of Marjane Satrapi's Oscar-nominated film Persepolis, adapted from her autobiographical graphic novel of the same name. At a packed ICA screening in London this week, part of the Bird's Eye View festival, much of the audience fell in love. Essentially a young woman's coming-of-age story, this French language black-and-white animation also offers a potted history of the last thirty years in Iran for the uninitiated. The young Marjane witnesses much first-hand, not least the creation of the Islamic Republic and grim reality of the Iran-Iraq war. She is provided with further histories by her adored "communiss" Uncle, later imprisoned and executed, and exchanges night-time conversations with God and Karl Marx.
Really, though, this is a simple story, simply told, but
with plenty of added wit. Marjane is a young woman struggling with the same
insecurities of childhood, adolescence and young adulthood - "my chest grew
alarmingly, my butt soon restored my centre of gravity" - experienced the
world over, but doing so against an extraordinary backdrop. As an extroverted and free-spirited child, egged on by her matriarchal grandmother, she chafes against revolutionary rule and is eventually sent to Vienna by her parents, fearful of her safety in the new republic. Alone in Europe, she is both a celebrity and a misfit "you saw a revolution and a war" asks one of her new "nihilist" friends, "wow, that's wild!" But it is a deeply unhappy time, and Marjane, having publicly denied her identity by claiming to be French, eventually chooses love of her homeland over the freedoms she enjoys in Austria.
This post is part of our coverage of the Bird's Eye View film festival,
London 6-14
March 2008. Despite some tough subjects, especially the increasing conservatism of the mullah's rule, there are plenty of laughs. Shadowy men in long jackets offer "Jackson Michael", "Julio Inglesias" "Estevie Wonder" and "Iron Maiden" on the black market, Marjane is taught a censored "birth of venus" in art class, and is told off by police for running to get to a class, as "there is too much movement" (of the bottom).
Marjane is feisty though, a trait inherited from her
grandmother, who is in herself representative of all that ties Marjane to Iran. She
teaches her the importance of integrity, chastises her for petulant and
thoughtless behaviour, and applauds her assertion of rights in an increasingly
restrictive society. There are a couple of great moments such as her reaction
to her school teacher's assertion that "the veil represents freedom"
and at university when a professor demands that the girls lengthen their
headscarves: "you think we can control ourselves when we can nearly see
what you've had for lunch..." The sadness of Marjane's story is to truly love her homeland, but ultimately be unable to live in it, especially as a young woman, and the enduring themes are those of exile and identity. The film ends as she leaves Tehran once again, this time for France. The goodbyes are all the harder, as she is never to see her grandmother again; she leaves with the memories of the sweet-smelling jasmine blossoms her grandmother stuffed in her bra every morning, and a knowledge that "freedom always has a price". Persepolis is released in UK cinemas on 25th April 2008. You can read more about it and view trailers here. Trackback URL for this post:http://www.opendemocracy.net/trackback/36015
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