Percepo-What?

Admittedly, it never helps to walk into a movie and be completely blindsided by the subject matter. Sometimes it works for the better, but other times… This time… It works for the worse. That’s not to say that the historical endeavors of Iran from the 1960s to 1990s are not an incredibly interesting topic, especially when presented from the perspective of an Iranian youth. But when it is presented in such a disillusioned and disjointed manner, it strips away any coherence that would make it engaging.

The movie was like forty or more short vignettes all strung together into one. Not because they made sense together, but merely because they represented different events that happened during this person’s life. Unfortunately, just because they happened doesn’t mean they all belong on the screen. As much as the life shaping event of sleeping with a guy and then finding out that you’ve proven that he is gay might be for someone, I’m not quite sure how it ties in with Iranian national turmoil. Maybe everyone in the country was dealing with gay French dudes, or the sequence was representative of everyone struggling with their sexual desires, I’m not sure. But lacking serious plot points, lingering in a strange back and forth, color and black and white flashback structure, and utilizing an Eye of the Tiger montage to carry the second to third act break, I just can’t say that I got what this one was all about.

In this case: Unique ≠ Good. Informative. Engaging. Entertaining.

One vote for a movie that I can laugh with instead of at. ~ M

PS: And how glad I was to not find a story about a waitress gone postal this morning in the paper. ;O)