One of the things that's great about teaching - or writing - is that it keeps your brain working because you're always forced (encouraged) to go into new areas of thought. I think this was why I was always so worried about retiring, because my brain would turn to mush very quickly. My growing interest in writing has somewhat lessened that fear, that and the reality of being in pain every day has made me be more honest with myself. Anyway, I guess this is an intro into the movie I finished this morning: Abbas Kiarostami's film Taste of Cherry. It was probably only six or eight months ago that I watched it previously, but I was thinking that it might be a good fit for my Fascism class (I'm being fairly flexible in my use of the word, although we'll be doing out best to reach a cleaner definition, and focusing more generally on authoritarianism). My goal for the second half of the class is to finish with three Czechoslovakian New Wave films and three Iranian films, with Taste of Cherry being the last movie in the regular semester. By then I'm hoping that their understanding of film and authoritarianism will be subtle enough to allow them to delve into this complex film. Apparently Roger Ebert gave Taste of Cherry one out of four stars, and it made his list of most hated movies. It makes you wonder how he ever fabricated a career as a successful film critic because his take on this film is so woefully misguided (and trying to avoid the word moronic: he described it as boring, which is a criticism worthy of my students). It's an extraordinary film - and is highly recommended.






