The Hunter (2010)
(Shekarchi)
Country: IR/GER
Technical: col 90m
Director: Rafi Pitts
Cast: Rafi Pitts, Mitra Hajjar, Mahmoud Babai
Synopsis:
A night watchman's wife and child are killed in crossfire during a demonstration and he exacts random revenge on the State, which responds by sending two policemen after him who, intent on killing each other, instead kill him.
Review:
A tightly coiled, brilliantly constructed, all but wordless film building towards its stand-off denouement; its allegorical content, made abundantly clear by its closing third, can be detected also in the character of Ali, who sleepwalks his way through most of the film, often at the wheel of a green McQueen Mustang. Is it too fanciful to suggest that he signifies the Iranian people, struck dumb by an authoritarian regime whose members are as corrupt as they are divided?
(Shekarchi)
Country: IR/GER
Technical: col 90m
Director: Rafi Pitts
Cast: Rafi Pitts, Mitra Hajjar, Mahmoud Babai
Synopsis:
A night watchman's wife and child are killed in crossfire during a demonstration and he exacts random revenge on the State, which responds by sending two policemen after him who, intent on killing each other, instead kill him.
Review:
A tightly coiled, brilliantly constructed, all but wordless film building towards its stand-off denouement; its allegorical content, made abundantly clear by its closing third, can be detected also in the character of Ali, who sleepwalks his way through most of the film, often at the wheel of a green McQueen Mustang. Is it too fanciful to suggest that he signifies the Iranian people, struck dumb by an authoritarian regime whose members are as corrupt as they are divided?
(Shekarchi)
Country: IR/GER
Technical: col 90m
Director: Rafi Pitts
Cast: Rafi Pitts, Mitra Hajjar, Mahmoud Babai
Synopsis:
A night watchman's wife and child are killed in crossfire during a demonstration and he exacts random revenge on the State, which responds by sending two policemen after him who, intent on killing each other, instead kill him.
Review:
A tightly coiled, brilliantly constructed, all but wordless film building towards its stand-off denouement; its allegorical content, made abundantly clear by its closing third, can be detected also in the character of Ali, who sleepwalks his way through most of the film, often at the wheel of a green McQueen Mustang. Is it too fanciful to suggest that he signifies the Iranian people, struck dumb by an authoritarian regime whose members are as corrupt as they are divided?