76 Minutes and 15 Seconds with Abbas Kiarostami

  • April 7, 2017 / 16:00
  • April 12, 2017 / 19:00

Director: Seifollah Samadian
With: Abbas Kiarostami, Juliette Binoche, Massoud Kimiai, Jafar Panahi, Ali Reza Raiesian, Tahereh Ladanian, Hamideh Razavi
Iran, 2016, 76’, color
Farsi with Turkish and English subtitles 

This film, which symbolizes the 76 years and 15 days that Iranian filmmaker Abbas Kiarostami lived in this realm, is unlike other documentaries. Instead of interviews and commentary, painter and photographer Seifollah Samadian, a collaborator and friend, shares selected private moments he recorded over the course of 25 years: Kiarostami wipes the steam off a car window reciting “Doesn’t every path lead to death” or enthusiastically reading the lines “On a snowy morning I run out, hatless and coatless, happy as a child”. Edited with austere lyricism, it would make the late maestro very happy.

Kiarostami’s short film Take Me Home will be shown before the screening of this film.

Last Birds

Last Birds

Summer Love

Summer Love

76 Minutes and 15 Seconds with Abbas Kiarostami

76 Minutes and 15 Seconds with Abbas Kiarostami

Take Me Home

Take Me Home

Giorgio de Chirico

Giorgio de Chirico

Giorgio de Chirico was born on July 10, 1888, in Volos, Greece, to an Italian family. His mother, Gemma Cervetto, was from a family of Genoa origin, but most likely she was born in Izmir. His father, Evaristo, was born on June 21, 1841 in the Büyükdere district of Istanbul.

At the Order of the Padishah

At the Order of the Padishah

In this piece, Żmurko presents an exotic image of a harem chamber, replete with gleaming fabrics and scattered jewels, as a setting for the statuesquely beautiful body of an odalisque murdered “at the order of the padishah”. 

Memory of the Region

Memory of the Region

Objects also bear the memory of the geography to which they relate. Ceramics, with soil as their primary material, are directly linked to the land where they are produced: forging a direct relationship with earth, ceramics bear the memory of the soil where they come from.