
Shirin
The film’s biggest weakness is that it is virtually impossible to follow the story. The Wikipedia article tells the tale quite comprehensively it seems, and after seeing the film I realized that there were many holes which needed to be filled in. I kept wondering who Farhad was, or Maryam – none of these are really explained. This is a rather experimental film after all, and I should not have expected a cohesive story, but without the understanding of that story, “Shirin” gets reduced to a mere exercise de style. If you don’t really know what these women are reacting to, then all you see are pretty, overly emotional looking faces.
Speaking of pretty faces, I am surprised how esthetically pleasant this film was. Either the actresses in the film are all beautiful (and one must pass some standard of beauty to become an actress in Iran), or the way they are shot makes their faces so strangely attractive. It is probably the latter and due to Kiarostami’s talent to observe people.
I heard about the film for the first time when reading about “Vivre sa vie” and its iconic scene. The article referenced both “La Passion de Jeanne d’Arc” and “Shirin”, and it made me want to watch both. “Shirin” is pretty much exactly what I expected (except for the romance story, for which I developed a strange interest for over the course of the film), and I think the actresses are all doing a splendid job. All in all, however, this is one idea taken to the extreme and not much more than that, almost like a video installation in some modern art museum, it is hard to even compare it to anything else Kiarostami has done.








