Koohestani connects mobile conversations, our lives' hyper-realism, centered around a metaphorical plot of the theft of a gun/the loss of a truth about the election, legality and power. Each character makes it about something else, reflecting that calling it political is like calling drug abuse a disease: it is always something else! The lietmotif of the narrative conscience states during an overnight drive: "the real danger is closing your eyes, not fatigue!"
So how would we Americans explain our last decade to a Teheran young adult?
That we blinked and forgot our eyes were closed?
Heavily ever after?
Would they incredulously demand: "how could you!"
Seen on October 14.
Amir Reza Koohestani Where Were You on January 8th? • Théâtre | FESTIVAL D'AUTOMNE A PARIS - THEATRE
Made it to the theatre on time despite an "unspecific threat" [quel très new-yorkais?] to ligne 3 that shutdown past Republique.
But how else would I have discovered the charm of 3 bis?
