It is surely a shame that Farrokhzad never again brought her poetic sensibilities to the film medium. She elevates what seems intended as an awareness raising film to the heights of cinematic poetry, using adventurous edits, close-ups, and a bold narration. As others have stated, spiritual, poetic, astonishing. Devastating ending.
it breaks my heart when the boy lists, when asked to name ugly things, (presumably) his own anatomical parts. beauty is so subjective. no one should have to look in the mirror and think what they see is intrisically grotesque. for I, with my 'appropriately' aligned face, have also been made in a strange and frightening shape
Tenebroso documental en apariencia, pero que en base a los versos líricos de la poeta Forugh Farrokhzad, convierten la tragedia de una colonia de leprosos en un himno a la templanza. "La casa es negra" tiene de optimista, pero son los rostros reales los que la exterminan.