Ein Film, der zeigt, welch Kräfte in einer Frau schlummern und wie stark eine einst unterdrückte Ehefrau sein kann, wenn sie sich in ihrem Mikrokosmos vom Einfluss des muslimischen Mannes befreit hat. Ein Lehrstück nicht nur für Muslime, sondern auch für konservative Christen.
I am really curious as to how many Afghan women Rahimi has talked to throughout his life. Another French film about the enslaved Afghan woman filmed in Morocco because Muslim countries are apparently interchangeable (it's like making a film about Paris in Siberia). Chicken soup for the Western soul, but nothing particularly provoking.
The patience stone is an interesting concept, but it really doesn't lend itself to a film version. Farahani's character ends up clunkily telling (not showing) the story of her life to her comatose husband (read: the audience). This results in some awful monologues that left me cringing. Nonetheless, the performances are good and there is some decent narrative heft.
The film held my attention well. It was well acted and visually, everything was great. However the story was extremely predictable and reminded me of French films from the 60's ("Belle de Jour" and "2 ou 3 choses que je sais d'elle" come to mind). It's still a good film and I'd recommend people see it, it's just not life changing or anything. Also, I think Golshifteh Farahani may be the most beautiful woman on Earth.
Farahani is just a beautiful looking woman, even crying and perhaps then even moren. and even if there are some passages I find a little cliché, the movie is like a fairy tale, with wonderful stills and colours and of course the music of Max Richter that fits perfectly.