Film Today

We watched a film today in our Literary Interpretation class, though I unfortunately didn't catch the title of it. After searching though, I found it is called "A Tale of Two Women," though the plot certainly focuses on one more than the other. Fereshteh and Roya are arguably the two women in question, though as the movie progresses, one wonders if the two women the film's title talks about are really just the sad transformation of Fereshteh into a woman completely different than the one we were introduced to in the beginning.
The movie starts off in the present (or, 1999, when the film was released) as we are presented with a frantic phone call from a woman named Fereshteh to her friend, Roya. Roya is a successful construction site manager (or engineer, her job isn't really explained) who immediately rushes to the Cardiac Disease Hospital to meet up with Fereshteh and try and help her husband, who has been admitted. The film then jumps into the past for a while, showing us how Roya and Fereshteh first meet at Tehran university, where a wealthy Roya can afford to take mathematics lessons from the very intelligent Fereshteh.
However, things turn dark after a strange man begins stalking and harassing Fereshteh. The man goes so far as to throw acid into Fereshteh's cousin's face after thinking he was her boyfriend. When this man, Hassan, is eventually arrested for 13 years, and the rich man who posted bail for Fereshteh proposes to her. She reluctantly accepts, wanting more to go back to university, and things go downhill from there. Her husband is wildly jealous, starting fights with men who even look at Fereshteh, locking her in the home, hiding the telephone, and even forbidding her to read. Fereshteh is strong, but is eventually broken down after not being able to find sympathy from anyone while enduring the constant demeaning from her husband.
The film jumps back at the end a few times to the present, showing Roya's attempts to use her connections in order to save Fereshteh's husband, who was stabbed by a recently freed Hassan.
The saddest part is perhaps the very ending of the film, after Fereshteh gets news that her husband is dead. Finally free, she finds that she has no way to go back to the dreams she had on account of her kids, saying something to the effect of "I feel like a free bird without wings." While it is the tale of Roya and Fereshteh, it is my opinion that the two women are in fact Fereshteh, as I mentioned earlier. We see a once free and ambitious woman become completely broken down into another woman entirely, and we can do nothing for her but watch and wonder.

Two Children's Stories

For one of the Middle East run student groups, we read two short stories, The Day of Ahmed's Secret, and Sami and the Time of Troubles. Both were written by team Florence Parry Heide & Judith Heide Gilliland and illustrator Ted Lewin, yet each is very distinct in tone and message.
The first of the two, The Day of Ahmed's Secret, is more a tool than a story. It follows the daily routine of a young boy named Ahmed who has a secret that he is very excited to share with his family. In the end, it turns out to be that he can write his name, but the important part of the story is given to us on the preceding pages. We see the sort of work that he does, the area where he lives, and while it is not a placeholder for every Cairo child, the reader gets the idea that it applies to at least some of the population.
The latter story is a lot darker, dealing with war in an unnamed Middle Eastern country. Sami is a young boy who has to spend most of his day in the basement due to gunfire and bombing. We get a glimpse at the casualties of war not shown on the news, the murder of a childhood that should be spend laughing and playing instead of hiding in thick shelters for fear of death. The most chilling and telling scene in this book though is when we see Sami and his friend playing war, discussing when they will get real guns someday...
In class we talked about how the illustrations could be seen as "Arabland-esque," and how the stories should be taken with a grain of salt as only Ted Lewin had been to the Middle East, but at the same time I feel like the latter story might be a good thing to show children, to give them an idea that war isn't right. That said, I don't think either of these should be given to kids alone, but should be included with modern images of Cairo (or at the very least, point out to kids all the cars and whatnot.)

Dr. Mustafa Mughazy

When Dr. Mustafa Mughazy came to vist us the other day, I was upset that he had such a short stay. It was really nice to have someone actually from Egypt help us out with our discussion of the excellent novel, War in the Land of Egypt. More than that, it was really beneficial I feel to have someone from the area be able to tell us what their experience was like. Dr. Mughazy called Egypt home for a long time, and I'm sure he still considers it home on many levels, despite living in the United States.
At any rate, one of the themes in War in the Land of Egypt was that of corruption, and it seems that it was not a fabricated motif; Dr. Mughazy talked about how much of Egypt's bureaucracy was corrupt, and the only way to get things done was with bribes.
This seems ridiculous to us, I'm sure, but it's not that difficult to see how a system like that could spring up in any country. Take our own, for example. We're in an awful economy right now, and it's difficult to get a job, let alone hold on to one. Enough people start to need a bit more money to make rent, and the next thing you know, they've lost your records when you go to apply for a passport. They might be able to make new copies of everything, but it'll cost a bit of money as a "service charge."
However the case, I don't think we should be quick to judge Dr. Mughazy for charging hundreds of dollars for tutoring considering the hidden fees which get mysteriously tacked on for the most basic of things. If you had to pay your boss a quota equal to your salary and still needed to keep a roof over your head and food in your stomach, I'm sure all of us would find any means to make a bit of extra money.

To the Mosque

Hey all, sorry I haven't been keeping up on my blog posts...things have been a bit hectic lately, and while it's no excuse, I'm here again to post some blogs.
So, we visited the Kalamazoo Islamic Center, and it was definitely a great experience. I went in thinking it was just a Mosque, but our Imam quickly dispelled that myth. Much more happens in that building than just the regular Islamic services and prayers; indeed, it is an Islamic center, a place for the entire Muslim community to be able to call home and socialize.
We took off our shoes before entering the main gathering area, and it turns out this was one of the few things about Islam that I actually knew 100%. Most of the other things that I believed beforehand must have been what I had heard and not what I had read. At any rate, we learned about how close the Islamic community is in Kalamazoo, and how the Kalamazoo Islamic Center has been a vital part in that closeness. The Imam even said that he would have left Kalamazoo already had it not been for the Kalamazoo Islamic Center.
He dropped a bombshell on me, anyway, when he told us that he had to memorize the entire Qur'an in order to even become an Imam! And he did it at such a young age, as I recall. There are priests of most every other religion who can't boast even half of that.
We learned much about Islamic life and the many contributions that Islam has given to the world, including modern mathematics, medicine, and much more.
Unfortunately, our time was cut rather short, as the class period ended. I'd like to go back another time though as a class later on in the semester, perhaps. I think it'd be good to go back once we're all a little more educated on Islam and the Middle East as a whole.

The Road to Love

The Road To Love is an independent film from 2001 which explores homosexuality in the Middle East, but also the personal ramifications of coming out of the closet. A bold film, to be sure.
Or so I thought, that is.
I very much admired the film's ambitious message and statements, as open homosexuality is for some reason still a touchy subject after 12,000 years of civilization (you'd think that not caring who someone wanted to be with would be one of the first things we took care of as a species.)
At any rate, the film is...shall we say, less than satisfactory? A good message, yes, and one people need to hear, but it is overshadowed by some technical problems that severely hinder the film watching experience.
For instance, the entire film looks like it was shot by a very old home camera, and nothing is done to compensate for this. There isn't any lighting to speak of that would help the visuals except the sun, and even that just gets in the way sometimes.
Not that you'll spend a lot of time watching the screen. You'll be racing to read the subtitles at the bottom. There's nothing wrong with subtitles, and some of the best movies ever are in subtitles exclusively. The only issue here is, sometimes the subtitles flash across the screen for a moment, or aren't quite synced up with the audio.
While I could talk about the sound quality in the movie (or lack thereof,) I know that many of you might defend the movie, saying that the medium doesn't matter, but that the story told is what is important. Well, I'm sorry, but the story wasn't that interesting...it was nice to finally see a movie not afraid to show male nudity (is it more right to show female nudity? Hollywood thinks so.) and the information about the Siwa oasis was fascinating and informative, but moments after we hear about this fascinating area, we are thrust back into the predictable plot.
Maybe if it was actually a report about homosexuality in the Middle East (as the film claims) or about the Siwa oasis, but it was about the struggles of less than interesting characters as they try to find their place in the world. Because of this and the infrequent facts about the Middle East, I didn't really see the relevance of the movie. Not to be rude!

Blood and Sand

There's an old idiom about the importance of family relations that says "Blood is thicker than water," although Michel Klare argues in his documentary Blood and Oil that Oil is thicker than blood. The documentary is an overview about the policy of escalating military presence in the Middle East to protect national interests (oil).
The documentary starts off with some dirty tactics, however, and the first thing viewers are treated to is Bill O'Reilly, a man so staunchly conservative and offensive that even some Republicans are embarrassed about him. He begins by accusing a vague enemy, "the far left," of saying that the war in Iraq was a cause of United States oil interests being under threat. Because the first thing we see is an offensive, narrow minded man saying something that seems paranoid and almost McCarthy-esque, we are immediately sympathetic to Klare's ideas, as we are turned off by the other side.
As the documentary unfolds, we see that it's pretty repetitive. Klare shows us scene after scene of presidents meeting with Saudi monarchs, intimidating military displays of might, and countless shots of terrorist attack or revolution. Klare almost could be said to use fear to send his message with all the horrible images that he shows and the way he misrepresents various nations. He brings up both China and Russia, but the only images associated with them are their armies and weapons.
The worst part about this though, in my opinion, is that by the end of the documentary, one almost feels as though the entire movie wasn't about oil and the violence associated with it, but rather was Klare's political views using oil and brinkmanship as a medium. He shows each presidency since Roosevelt and their relationships to the Middle East, but it is mainly the Republican Presidents which he seems to chide. I'd consider myself liberal and believe that oil is probably a big factor in our decisions regarding the Middle East, but I wouldn't misrepresent presidents I disagreed with or misrepresent the facts for that matter to push my own political agenda.

The Nazar

Called nazar boncuğu in Turkey, the Nazar, also known as the Evil Eye stone, is a talisman meant to ward off evil and provide protection to the wearer in all aspects of their life. What is most interesting is that it isn't a folksy thing or a rare sighting to see someone wearing it, but rather it is a prevalent part of Turkish culture. From the reading I've done about it, it seems that everywhere you go you'll find people wearing the strange symbol; earrings, bracelets, necklaces, anklets, charms in all sizes adorn people, their homes, cars, and even children in order to protect them from the Evil Eye. It's even painted on the side of some Turkish airplanes, to protect the plane and passengers.
People have believed in the Evil Eye since before the ancient Greeks rose to prominence, finding a niche in almost every society, but belief in the evil eye is strongest in the Middle East. This is probably due to a statement by the prophet Mohamed saying "the influence of an evil eye is a fact..." One way or another, the Evil Eye found a root in the middle east, and has stayed there ever since.
People believe that the Evil Eye is a curse, given intentionally or unintentionally by someone else. The one who bestows the curse is said to look upon the soon to be afflicted person with an evil look, and misfortune will come to those caught in the gaze. The effects vary, but people seem to agree that it causes illness, wasting, dehydration, and death. In order to protect against this, the Turks created the Nazar.
They are often given as gifts to friends who have just had a baby, or moved into a new home, though sometimes they are given to foreigners as protection during their stay. The people of Turkey are very cautious about the Evil Eye, and so sometimes one Nazar isn't enough.