Reviews

Farhadi is a good storyteller, sometimes I imagine what would have happened if he had gone to write a novel instead of directing cinema. Can he create compelling novels like his films or does he know storytelling with pictures? I do not know the answer to this question yet, but I know one thing very well that his screenplays are exciting stories that can easily exist in each of our lives.

The movie Hero starts straight and goes on. The story is not complicated and everything seems safe and secure. The spectator, however, is constantly waiting for a knot to enter the story and shake the earth and time. The hero goes like a good life, which suddenly begins to disintegrate with a small knot, and when the first domino falls, the rest of the dominoes fall. A story is like a food that no matter how much it is stirred, nothing can be done to make it better.

Amir Jadidi leaves a completely different role in this film than all the films we have seen from him so far. The "hero" of Farhadi's film is a slice of the life of a superhero who has neither a cape nor a mask and blindfold. The superhero of his film is a simple man who eats the stick of his simplicity; People around him play with him and he does not know how to play a role in this dirty game. This superhero gets out of the way of life and returns to the right path with the words of his enemy, when he expresses his anger. There is no white or black here and everyone is gray and they are all lying.

The screenwriter who became an actor and then gradually expanded this experience. An actor with a background in middle-class films, in the role of ordinary people in Tehran who ruin his life in the face of secrecy and violence and reconciliation between a couple. But the "walnut tree" is his first serious experience; Apart from all that, his encounter with an ordinary man is of descent, a man who must forget all that "ordinary urbanity" and become an "Avesta able to build" in a village near Sardasht. This is the biggest risk of the "walnut tree"; Trust in an actor who is a familiar face and is supposed to play the role of a simple Kurdish worker. The brilliance of performing Maadi is not in the correct tone and utterance of Kurdish words, whose skill in restraint, controlling the senses, is a performance rather than an explosion. A film with such a feeling, which mostly plays with the human soul, stimulates the actor to perform to the maximum. But Maadi, with the control of the Mahdists, has turned into a mini-mall, and the result is a torrent of pain that breaks every person's back. The conscious and intelligent choice of director-actor has helped to convey the feeling to the audience not through expression but through control and avoidance of expression, and therefore, this is probably the best Maadi play of all these years.

When you watch "Walnut Tree", think about yesterday, think about what we left behind, think about today and see how hard we all lived and what hope we had for life. We have come here from the heart of the apocalypse.