marjane satrapi – brilliant and funny as hell

marjane satrapi, artist, writer and director of “persepolis”, spoke at hallwalls in buffalo on april 1st, 2009. i was lucky enough to get an audio recording from my friend damien adia, an ardent satrapi fan. even though i wasn’t able to attend the event, satrapi’s presence seemed electric and the high level of energy in the room was palpable.

well-known for her wit and honesty, she delivered a lecture that was at once hilarious and substantive. like she said, humor is a great ice breaker – it facilitates frank discussion without anyone’s guard going up. it made me think of my own film where i used a mélange of cultural richness, everyday american life and familiar people and places to the same end.

many of the things satrapi said spoke to me in a very personal way. some i have said myself and others she expressed with such clarity that it became possible for me to articulate them with more keenness.

for example, the fact that we are all part of the same culture – it’s all one big hodgepodge with no clearly defined outlines. whenever people insinuate that it’s strange for me to like mozart and beethoven or to know the words to pretty much every billy joel song there is, it annoys me – massively. all i can think of is: “but you don’t own this music. why do i even need to explain? art belongs to everyone. it’s not franchised by geographic region!” so when satrapi talks about culture as being continuous links of the same global chain, it truly hits the spot!

she gave the example of omar khayyám, 11th century persian mathematician, philosopher, astronomer and poet whose quatrains or rubaiyat were translated in english by edward fitzgerald. not only did khayyam’s work leave a lasting impact on science and mathematics, but he also influenced english poets like donn, blake, wordsworth, shelley and eliot. persian ideas are also apparent in goethe and emerson’s writings as well as in victor hugo’s.

as i was researching this fact i came upon an interesting essay, “persian literature and its influence on europe and america from the 17th century up to the present time”
i quote from the article:

in “les miserables” of victor hugo, the story of the good bishop m. miriel and the thief jean valjan will always be remembered. the following is the story as it is told in the dabistan [ancient persian book].
muhammad ali of shiraz was the fellow student of shah fattah allah, and he traced his family to azar kaivan. he, however, attained perfection through the society of farzaneh bahram, the son of farhad, and had also traversed the seven climes. a thief came to his house one night. mohammad ali pretended to be asleep on his carpet. the robber searched the house carefully, but as all the effects were concealed in a secure place, he was unable to get at them. at this point, muhammad ali, raising his head, said to him, “i laid myself down to feign sleep so that thou mightest accomplish thy desires, whereas thou art in despair. be no longer uneasy”. he then arose, and pointed out the place where all the things were stored away. in consequence of this generous proceeding the robber repented, abandoned his vile profession and became a virtuous character.

ah, the cultural strata of the world – layer upon amorphous layer of cultural deposit over centuries of human thought and endeavor, like so many geological formations!

thus the idea of the clash of cultures becomes preposterous, an argument that i have poked holes in myself. but satrapi is not averse to talking about differences. the word “clash” conjures up images of head-on collisions and destruction. exploring different points of view is more interesting and it can lead to a fuller, more realistic, panoramic vision of the world.

on the other hand the concept of the “other” is dishonest and counterproductive, especially when the other is portrayed as evil. for example, terrorists have become a new category in and of themselves. they are not defined as human. they’re more like aliens. this makes it justifiable to dismiss them as evil without trying to understand them.

iran too was famously described by bush as being part of the axis of evil – satrapi is amused by the lumping together or iran and iraq (countries at war for 8 years with 1.5 million dead) and north korea which has nothing to do with either one of them! when evil has an ethnicity, a nationality, a name and address, then the impetus is to wipe it off the face of the earth. this was the basis for fascism. the truth is that evil is everywhere – it has no nationality, no religion, no particular “look”.

demonizing an entire nation based on the actions of a few is ridiculous, especially in a country like iran which is struggling with dictatorship. the same is true of many other muslim countries. dictators, by definition, dictate – which means that they do not represent the views of the majority. otherwise iran would be the most thriving democracy in the world. in fact even in democratic countries, the president and his cabinet do not represent all citizens. “you have experienced that for the last 8 years” satrapi added to roaring laughter and applause. in fact, if you look closely enough, the differences between so-called dictatorships and so-called democracies can be illusory and tenuous at best.

another myth she exploded was that of western civilization. she called the smug assessments of degrees of “civilization” the biggest bluff ever. take the example of paris, a cultured, civilized city by any standard. now, cut off the power and water supply, empty its markets of food and see how people behave towards one another. “we are not more civilized” satrapi summarized, “just less hungry.” subsequently, some societies don’t have a natural affinity for democracy while others don’t. democracy and human rights are appreciated by all, equally. human life should have the same value everywhere. we should be humanists first and be extremely wary of de-humanizing others.

in reality, the division is between the fanatics and the rest of us. we are more than them but they are louder. they use emotion rather than reason. all intellectual work is therefore the opposite of fanaticism because it doesn’t rely on emotion, it doesn’t pretend to have all the answers, it simply asks questions. this process of intellectual exploration is more complex than fanaticism – it takes longer to find the answers but once you find them you can never forget them. it’s less feisty, less sensational and it doesn’t win elections, but it’s the only way out. this is why satrapi emphasizes culture and education (with the necessary backdrop of a functioning economy of course). she calls them weapons of mass construction. if we want to build fewer jails than we must build more schools. it’s as simple as that.

my artwork exhibited at kinetic gallery

my artwork, including graphic art, collages, photography and other media (more than 35 works) is being exhibited for the first time at the kinetic gallery, macvittie student union building, SUNY geneseo (october 21st to november 1st – hours: M-F 12-4 pm, S-S 12-2 pm).

the exhibit explores many aspects of my work – from photographs of lahore and letchworth park, to pieces inspired by milan kundera and salman rushdie’s writing, from the incorporation of pakistani fabric in collage work to graphic art inspired by robert rauschenberg – there is something for everyone.

clips from my documentary “the muslims i know” are projected in one part of the exhibit while an eclectic mix of music from the film (including qawali, american and french folk and bhangra) is played in the gallery. it’s a multi-sensory experience.

i gave a talk about my work and what inspires it on saturday oct 25th at 3:00pm. attendance was excellent.

the big day: world premiere of “the muslims i know”

my first feature length documentary “the muslims i know” opened on june 8, 2008 at the dyrden theatre in rochester. about 300 people showed up. the response to the film was terrific and it was followed by a robust, hour long discussion.

june foster, the executive director, rochester/finger lakes film & video office, introduced me and the film. i spoke briefly about why i made the film and thanked many of the people present that afternoon who had helped with this project. here is my speech:

Good afternoon everyone and welcome to the world premiere of “The Muslims I Know”.

Today is a big day for me. It is the culmination of two years of hard work and the realization of a dream. Since 2001 there has been a concerted effort by the media to paint Islam and Muslims with one broad brushstroke – that of the radical, anti-modern, warmongering jihadist, a growing threat to our so-called way of life. The endorsement of this propaganda by the government has produced a culture of fear. The results have been devastating. This language of “us” vs. “them” has created distance and misunderstanding rather than what is needed, which is dialogue. This is the goal of the film you are about to see. It re-iterates something we all know instinctively – that rapprochement is always possible.

I wanted “The Muslims I Know” to open in Rochester because so many people here today have been instrumental in the making of this film starting of course with all the compelling, charismatic people who appear in the documentary and whom you will meet shortly.

But I would also like to thank:

Thom Marini for being an excellent cinematographer and an even more excellent human being,

June Foster for being my mentor and a source of unwavering support from the get go,

Nora Brown, Barry Goldfarb and all the volunteers today for their invaluable help with this event,

Cat Ashworth, Chuck Munier and Dave Sluberski for their amazing talent and their advice,

Teagan Ward for her beautiful songs,

Sarita Arden, Ruth and Russel Peck and Judy Bello for becoming brilliant ambassadors for this project,

My brother who drove from NJ to be here today and who also did the film’s musical score,

My beautiful family, and finally

All the wonderful friends who gave me feedback and support, posted flyers, sent out emails, spread the word about this film, and are present here today –

Thank you all.

I hope you enjoy the film and I look forward to your questions after the screening. We will invite some of the people featured in the film to join the discussion as well.

Thank you.

“Filmmakers’ lenses never even blink” by Jack Garner, Democrat and Chronicle

Filmmakers’ lenses never even blink
By Jack Garner, Friday June 6, 2008

Let’s celebrate two movies by local filmmakers that are tackling important topics too often ignored elsewhere. Each film spotlights an underappreciated and misunderstood segment of our society:

The Muslims I Know by Mara Ahmed examines the lives and attitudes of the many moderate Muslims who are our neighbors, fellow workers, physicians and classmates.

American Harvest by Angelo Mancuso follows the migrant worker population as it works its way up the East Coast each season, making itself responsible for much of the food on our table.

In The Muslims I Know, Ahmed melds a series of insightful interviews, conducted largely in this area, with a good mix of archival footage. Home movies that reflect a family-next-door existence stand in marked contrast to news and propaganda footage of the Islamic extremists who, unfortunately, get the lion’s share of attention in our media.

Though she has an extensive education in a variety of fields, Ahmed was trained as a filmmaker at Visual Studies Workshop and at Rochester Institute of Technology, and worked two years compiling this important, eye-opening film about the realities of Islamic life and belief. The result is colorful and well-shot by veteran local cinematographer Thom Marini. It also features an appealing background blend of Pakistani, Islamic and Western music.

I’m grateful for the opportunity to see her hourlong film, and hope it achieves broad exposure, for it’s just the antidote we all need to the narrow-minded attitudes of the West in the post-9/11 era.

The Muslims I Know will have its world premiere at 1 p.m. Sunday at the George Eastman House’s Dryden Theatre, followed by a discussion with the filmmaker and some of the interview subjects. Admission is $10.

Mancuso’s American Harvest has had area screenings, including one at the recent Rochester High Falls International Film Festival, but now it’s earned a regular opening slot for at least a week at the Little Theatre. Mancuso, who has long been active locally as a writer, filmmaker and critic, brings considerable passion to his feature-length documentary. The film examines the undeniable importance of migrant labor to farming in America, and it raises important questions about the current hot-button topic of illegal immigration.

American Harvest opens tonight. Saturday’s 6:30 p.m. screening will be followed by a conversation with Mancuso; Jim Allen, head of the New York Apple Association Inc.; and Sister Janet Korn, social justice awareness coordinator for Catholic Charities.

“The Muslims I Know” by Dayna Papaleo, City Newspaper

the muslims i know

FILM: “The Muslims I Know” (6/8)
By Dayna Papaleo on Jun. 4th, 2008

I hate to blow the ending of a movie, but the Muslims that local filmmaker Mara Ahmed knows are pretty much like the people of faith that you know, cherishing family, tradition, knowledge, and peace. The difference is that your Christian, Jewish, and Druid pals haven’t been subjected to intense scrutiny for most of this young century, so Ahmed’s reflective, graceful debut picks up where the press repeatedly leaves off, depicting what’s known as the moderate Muslim. In “The Muslims I Know,” Ahmed weaves vivid images of her Pakistani culture through dialogue with a cross-section of Rochester’s Muslim community about their experiences, as well as perspectives from scholars on the teachings of Islam. Ahmed also speaks to non-Muslims about their often biased preconceptions, in large part due to the American media because, as summed up by a sharp young man named Ibrahim, “Terrorism sells.”

“The Muslims I Know” has its world premiere at the George Eastman House’s Dryden Theatre, 900 East Avenue, on Sunday, June 8, at 1 p.m. Tickets cost $10, and are available at the door, or in advance at all Wegmans locations. Visit themuslimsiknow.com for further details.

if all of rochester read the same book

writers and books’ initiative “if all of rochester read the same book” featured laila lalami’s “hope and other dangerous pursuits”. laila is a moroccan american writer based in california. her blog, which has been on my blog roll since day one, is a repository of information about books and writers, especially non-western writers who are mostly absent from mainstream best seller lists. laila came to rochester to talk about her book and i met her at the st john fisher college reading, a couple of weeks ago.

laila’s book is a panoramic narrative which explores the lives and hopes of four moroccans trying to make it across the straits of gibraltar into spain. the non-linear structure of the plot is a great hook. we start with a vivid scene showing complete strangers thrown into uncomfortable proximity. all the characters are here. this is our first encounter with each and everyone of them. they are cramped together into a lifeboat – illegals trying to get smuggled into spain. we can feel their anxiety, their desperation. we hear their thoughts. the landing is bungled and the characters are left to fend for themselves, struggling to make way in the dark, freezing water.

we then go back in time, pre-lifeboat. we get a peek into the lives of all four characters. we come to know them, understand them, sympathise with them. we become familiar with the realities of living in morocco – corruption, nepotism, red tape, non-existent upward mobility, political repression. many of these problems are characteristic of developing countries. i could immediately see the similarities with pakistan – the differences between various socio-economic classes, the corruption at every level of society, the dejection that comes with joblessness, the urgency to find a better life and become the hinge that pulls an extended family out of poverty. we also see the charm of simple lives unencumbered by greed. even in their most indulgent dreams, the characters wish only for basic comforts.

the final part of the book nudges us forward in time, post-lifeboat. here we see who made it and who didn’t and in the end, were they better off or not. laila’s writing is temperate, lucid, fluent. the book could have easily been three times its present size, packed with more details about the lives of its protagonists. but i like some of its open-endedness. like a great french film it lets you fill in the blanks and become part of the narrative. to me brevity and the natural, homespun quality of a story makes it all the more poetic.

in person, laila was animated and funny and refreshingly honest. she is passionate and not shy about expressing her views. she talked about morocco, the u.s., french colonialism, language and her love of words, the characters in the book and the process of writing.

geva readings: thomas repair

this last monday went to see “thomas repair” at geva. this was one of the best play readings i’ve been to so far, and i’ve been to many. truth be told, it was hardly a reading. the cast was solid and their performances absolutely electrifying.

the story unfolds mysteriously at thomas repair, a repair shop owned by jacob thomas, which advertises proudly “if it can be fixed, we’ll fix it”. it’s the middle of the night. jacob is busy tinkering with random bits and pieces of junk fashioned into a curious machine. a young girl called brenna appears at his door. she forces her way in using various pretexts but there is a sense of foreboding here. she articulates it in so many words – he should have seen this coming. she has brought her guitar with her. she painted it blue and wants the paint removed. we soon discover that she herself is literally blue, covered with splotches of blue paint all over her body. she enjoins jacob not to touch her for she infects whatever she touches with her inner “rot”. that rot is gradually revealed – a sexual relationship with a married man, an abortion, lies and deceipt, a final severance of ties with her parents. what jacob doesn’t expect is for his own family to be at the epicenter of brenna’s crisis of conscience.

her need to come “clean” is urgent and all-pervasive. slowly jacob’s daughter and son-in-law and finally his ex-wife are dragged into this emotional fray. jacob’s own life becomes more and more transparent: his hatred of his wife after she left him, the troubled relationship with his daughter whose existence he could never fully sift as disparate from the rage directed at his cheating wife or the contempt he felt for his loser son-in-law, and the self-perpetuating cycle of hate and defensive anger that his life has been reduced to since their departure.

brenna becomes the trigger that sets off this dysfunctional dynamite, to eventually create some space for truth and healing. she is an other-wordly presence with some very human problems. this touch of magic realism generates rich dramatic subtext throughout the play. similarly, recurring biblical verses speak to jacob’s religious convictions but also weave yet another fine pattern onto the play’s canvas. there are fables and edifying conclusions, mirror images and stark contrasts, metaphors, poetic prophesies, mundane realities and much humor. by electing to cast multi-racial actors in various roles the writer and director add another layer of interest.

this is the kind of play one can sink one’s teeth in. it has substance and nuance, a rich tapestry of what is humdrum and sublime, a sound dramatic arc and characters just waiting to fly off the page and walk in the door.

keith randolph smith, a terrific actor who has worked successfully both on tv and on broadway, played jacob thomas.