It is tormenting when people ask me which is your favorite movie. How can there be one particular movie, it is always so difficult to decide on one. there are millions of movies that might have touched my soul but whenever i think of Color of Paradise, a film by Majid Majidi , i instantly know that this one is closest to my heart.
Two years ago , i was completely oblivious to movies made in Iran, thanks to Azan Javaid, my Journalist Friend who introduced me to the world of Iranian cinema and the very first movie that was recommended to me was Rang-e-Khoda ( Color of paradise ). Contrary to my frivolous expectations that the movie would be any good, i ended up crying river of sorrows
The movie surpases your expectations not only in terms of technical aspects but also with its ability to express in cinematic terms, some of the deep agitations we have about life. In the very first scene i made instant emotional connection with Muhammad one of the most fascinating characters I have ever come accross, an eight year-old blind boy played by Mohsen Ramezani. The Plight of a blind 8 year old just puts you into a different state of mind. we come accross so many blind people in our life but hardly there is a way you can feel the pain of a blind person i cant even begin to imagine. This is where Majid Majedi’s brilliance and his incomparable ability to portray the minuscule details about his subject comes into picture.
The story is about an eight-year-old boy who is blind and lives in a remote village with his widowed father, his two cute sisters, and an adorable grandmother to whom Mohammad means everything. But father, Hashem, is caught between his personal desires that were left unfulfilled after he was widowed and what breaks him down further is that amidst all this poverty his only son is blind and has to be taken care for life. He sees his life as a suffering and full of guilt for blaming it on his fate and that poor little innocent child. Hashem decides to re marry a girl he had a flame for, a young woman nearby whose fiancé has recently died. But for that, he has to get the approval of her family and he fears that his blind son will ruin his chances. he decides to train Muhammad under a blind carpenter so that he could make a future living. Hashem is so disheartened by caring for his handicapped child that he is constantly looking for ways to unburden himself of the boy.
The story unfolds to teach nuances of nature,god, life and its sufferings and as the story progresses it wrenches your heart with sad emotions and then your tears find a way to escape the entrapment of your delusional conscience…for some after all life ain’t that easy at all. you begin to think should i be thankful to almighty for what i have or should i be complaining about what i don’t.
Majidi must be praised for the brilliant film making, through the movie he is showing us gorgeous nature so that we can connect the beauty that we see with the beauty that Mohammad touches, smells and hears. the opening scene we find ourselves watching the last day of class before the summer break at a school for the blind . Soon all the children are picked up into the loving arms of their parents, except one, Mohammed. As he waits outside, Majidi shows us the world through Mohammad’s eye, world restricted to sounds and tentative touching with the hands.
Perhaps we as normal being will continue to question the existence of god and seek the ways to reach him, we often ask if he exists how is he trying to reach us , what is the nature of his power we spend our entire life trying to figure out the notion of god, the movie very beautifully tackles the transcendent through the eyes of a blind boy.
It is one movie that made me fall with the world of cinema , please watch this breathtakingly beautiful film.
Muhammad (with tears in his eyes) : “Our teacher says that God loves the blind more, because they cannot see. But I told him if it was so, He would not make us blind so that we cannot see him”
Blind Carpenter : ‘God is not visible. He is everywhere. You can feel Him. You can see Him through your fingertips.’ Now I reach out everywhere for God till the day my hands touch Him.”