The Blackboard (Script)
Dirt road, daytime:
A dirt road in the heart of the mountains men’s footsteps are heard, and the sound of their conversation follows. Rural teachers with Kurdish costumes, carrying blackboards on their backs, approach the last...
Post date: Saturday, 14 September, 2013 - 14:50
If my arrival were up to me, I would not have come;
If my departure were also up to me, would I ever Leave?
But would it not have been better altogether,
If I had not come into this ruined abode to rest and then depart?
Post date: Saturday, 14 September, 2013 - 14:39
Unspecific surrounding, Day.
(A green gabbeh is being carried by the stream. A wolf howls in the distance. A girl against the blue background of a gabbeh, whose silhouette is a blue gabbeh, carrying a jar of...
Post date: Saturday, 14 September, 2013 - 12:35
By: Mohsen Makhmalbaf
For Zahra and Massoumeh who are thirteen but look like two-years old because they spent eleven years in prison. Their jailor of the opinion that. “Time spent in prison cannot be counted as part of one’s life.”
Post date: Friday, 13 September, 2013 - 20:41
The Man Who Came With The Snow
1- Railway – night:
A snowy night. A tall, haggard, raggedy man with a hat over his head and a backpack...
Post date: Friday, 24 August, 2007 - 21:00
1-Streets of Kabul, day
Mirvais has been a servant all his life. As soon as he was hollered by the wealthy, he ran for service and now Payeez, a wealthy man...
Post date: Tuesday, 23 May, 2006 - 22:00
Buddha Collapsed Out of Shame
1-Bamian, Afghanistan-The grand statue of the Buddha-Years ago
Archive pictures of the Buddha statue. Some old men sitting under the Buddha’s feet,...
Post date: Saturday, 25 March, 2006 - 15:00
This is the initial script. The final film differs in parts from this text.
Scream of The Ants
“Truth was a mirror in God’s hand that fell upon earth from the sky and broke. Every one picked...
Post date: Friday, 23 July, 2004 - 13:00
July 1, 2004
Sex and Philosophy
Tajikistan, City of Dushanbe
1 – Street, day:
A little boy rents out mobile phones. Passers by rent his...
Post date: Thursday, 1 July, 2004 - 19:00
First Story: Havva (Eve)
At Havva’s doorstep, 10:00 am:
Hassan, the naughty nine-year-old black boy, kicks open the door to Havva’s home.
Post date: Monday, 25 December, 2000 - 12:00
" SILENCE "
A house by the lake, Morning.
[Two beds are spread on a veranda overlooking the lake shore. A hand rhythmically knocks the door. Khorshid’s mother rises.
More rhythmic knocks on the door. This time...
Post date: Saturday, 31 October, 1998 - 23:00
Bread and Flower
The bus stops in the street. The boy selling cigarette gets off and Eesa, the flower selling boy gets in. He asks the...
Post date: Monday, 25 June, 1990 - 19:00