The director simply used the dash cam and his niece's camera to outline what Iran's real society looks like, without the suffering and lack of vitality we imagined. The people there are just like the rest of the world, ordinary and unique. Liberty is the peddler who sells DVDs in private, bringing films that have been censored and religiously banned by government authorities to civilians in Iran, and his customers even include the director himself. How could the director see Woody Allen's film without him, he said? How can I see Kim Ki-duk's movie? Right now, freedom is those banned movies circulating underground. Kindness is a rose in the hands of a female lawyer, a secret that the director's friend wants to keep. The female lawyer went to the prison to visit the strange Iranian girl who was caught in prison because she wanted to enter the stadium to watch the game. She brought a bouquet of bright and vibrant roses to the person who pursued freedom and equality; the director's friend knew that she was masked The robber who robbed him was the waiter of the beverage shop he frequented, but he couldn't bear to report him. He was worried that in such a country, the criminal would be executed because of it. He wondered if there was something in his life that he had no choice but to do? Maybe? For that little bit of possibility, he swallowed such damage alone. Perhaps in such a society there are shackles and shackles everywhere, but people are still full of hope, live tenaciously and kindly, and strive for a better tomorrow. And trying to suppress such a pursuit, just like someone from the authorities at the end of the film trying to steal the SD card of the director's recorder, is doomed to fail. To borrow Haruki Murakami's words to end: "If I have to choose between a towering solid wall and an egg that hits a stone with an egg, I will always choose the side of the egg."
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