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Reza is an artist who dreams of traveling to Cannes and meeting the gratest living figures of cinema. He travels to Paris to meet Steven Spielberg and Woody Allen and give his screenplay to them. In the end, Reza who has lost his money because of a fellow countryman, without meeting Spielberg, awaits in a corner of Cannes dreaming he's returning to Iran.
Mohsen (Reza Attaran) returns home after shopping and realizes that the furniture on which Omid (Amir Jafari) is sitting is perforated and blames Omid. Mahshid (Rima Raminfar), Mohsen’s wife, is very interested in this sofa and she Mohsen and Omid are making every effort to solve this problem, but…
A young smart engineer has made many designs for the big car factories but no one pay attention to him and his designs. For getting their attention he begins a dangerous game which leads him to face many troubles and taking hostages
In a far village, a paralyzed man collects herbal medicine in mountains for making his living with his sick child. The electricity goes off in his house and an electrician comes to fix it. However, the problem is bigger than what expected and may take days to be settled. When he sees the child in the sickbed, he feels committed to do whatever he can to bring the electricity back. However, he has a tough job ahead with facing nature and some unexpected events.
A young father routinely checks his daughter's room for mysterious noises, unaware of what he'll find on this particular night.
On an Algerian beach, kids splash about, sleep, squabble - and then suddenly go to war. And it’s neither Lord of the Flies nor La Guerre des boutons. In her first film, full of grace, Narimane Mari films this childish freefor- all closely, at the irregular pace of an imagination inspired by the highest form of reality, national History — actually, nothing less than the Algerian War of Independence. When their make-believe induces a general upheaval, we follow the flock of children as they stamp their feet up the stairs, invade houses, cross village squares, in a whirlwind of shouts and empty words. Time is stretched like in a dream, through a choreography of belligerent shadows or the night-time explosion of the cemetery, as so many warning signs of dangers to come.
