Movie Chat: Offside
A couple of years ago I was a fairly active participant (for a few
months at least) on an invitation-only movie buff message board. At
one point I mentioned how much I liked Late August, Early September
and someone replied with a comment along the lines of: "Oh, French
movies are so passe: these days I'm really into Iranian cinema."
Now, there are quite a few insulting misconceptions packed into that
statement. Like: we should treat movies from different countries in a
"flavor of the month"-style.
I have to admit, though, those comments helped keep me away from
Iranian cinema. I know, I know: that's completely unfair. But my guess
is that it's also pretty normal: it's easier to stop judging a book by
its cover than it is to stop judging it by its readers.
Anyway, all of this is just to say that when I watched Offside this
weekend it was only the third Iranian film I've ever seen so I am not
qualified, by any means, to talk about it in terms of Iranian film in
general. That won't stop me from saying that, compared to Close-Up ,
the movie seemed to suffer from having an amateur cast. Or rather,
suffered from having such an inconsistent amateur cast: some of the
performers did quite nicely, others struggled, the overall effect was
a bit of mess. Close-Up, IMO, gets away with that because it folds the
whole amateur cast thing into its entire thematic/conceptual purpose.
Offside, though, seems like a much more conventional movie: a social
problem movie that is both (a) very smart about the problem and (b)
genuinely funny about the problem. Regardless, I feel like I'm
committing some awful act of post-colonial oppression by saying that
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