Saturday, June 30, 2007

Children Of Heaven

I was watching the French channel ARTE the other day, when I came across this awesome Afghan film "Osama". I fell in love with the channel (notorious among French younger generation for its serious foreign movies and all the boring old-sy stuff). So, from time to time, when none of my friends is looking, I'd just flip ARTE on and wait for some great Italian movies, or just a documentary on Madagascar.

One cold summer night, I abused the remote control and jumped from channel to channel until, of course, I landed on ARTE and there was this Iranian film "Les Enfants du Paradis" (Children Of Heaven). I was lucky because it was just starting.

And for the first time in a long, long time, tears ended up welling in my eyes although I didn't actually cry. It was a really beautiful film. Really beautiful.

Then I went upstairs, rammed on my keyboard, and got myself the original version of Children Of Heaven. The French television dubbing sucked! I prefer reading the subtitles.

After watching it, all I could think about was how I spend hundreds on shoes, while there are people for whom buying a pair of shoes equals months of hard labour.

I don't want to tell the story here, because telling it will never do it justice. You just have to either see it, or see it. If it doesn't move you, I don't know what will.