Monday, October 17, 2011

Iron Island

Iran

Splendid, intelligent film...a metaphor for Iran itself. An abandoned oil tanker is inhabited by an assortment of people ruled by a self-appointed captain...who tends to their needs, enforces discipline, maintains order. The ship is sinking...only the schoolmaster cares...life goes on...eating, love, work, play...all taking place on this rusting hulk.

The people are portrayed as some of the most excitable of any on earth. A small problem has them running about screaming. Not an admirable trait.

Eventually they come to the promised land...dry land of their very own. But first they must build it themselves...houses, schools, parks.

Very fine film. Slipped under the watchful eyes of the dimwitted censors.

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