![]() ![]() It’s very serious as people make choices borne from the deperation of hopelessness. I put “enjoyable” in quotes, because this movie is good - very good - but it’s not a laugh riot. It was no less “enjoyable” the second time around, and even flaunting my rule of waiting at least 6 months before viewing a screen adaptation of a novel I’ve read. Since it had been years since I had seen the movie, I didn’t remember details, I watched it again after reading the book. The book was different from the movie (of course!), but very true to story’s theme. Knowing how the story resolved from the movie, I read it carefully and cautiously, watching to see what would happen. Since I’d been curious about this book, and since Mahbod Seraji had done such a good job of painting life in 1970’s Tehran, I took his recommendation to heart, and finally read the book. When I reviewed Rooftops of Tehran ( join us for our bookclub discussing this title on October 6), I mentioned that the author had given some suggested reading about the Iranian-American experience in America, and that The House of Sand and Fog was on his list. The author’s biography mentioned that she was related to Andre Dubus III, the author of The House of Sand and Fog, and from that time on, I’d been curious to read something by this man. I didn’t really know that it was a book (or maybe I knew but did not care), until I read The Moon in the Mango Tree by Pamela Binnings Ewen about a year ago. They did not overact at all, which is sometimes difficult in such a dramatic movie. Jennifer Connelly and Ben Kingsley were fabulous. When the movie ended, I just sat there, not knowing quite how to process what I had seen. It was such an intense movie, painting the ugly side of human nature or perhaps the human side of human nature: self-preservation and protection, selfishness, stubbornness, pride, deceit. Years ago I watched the movie The House of Sand and Fog on DVD. ![]()
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