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Hollywood producer Barry Navidi has returned to his native Tehran after more than 15 years, just as Iran and the U.S. finesse final details of a possible nuclear accord that he and others hope may also help forge closer cinematic ties between the two countries.
Navidi spoke with to Variety in Tehran during the International Urban Cities Film Festival.
You grew up here, then you went to film school in London, and then to Hollywood where you’ve made movies, including “Divine Rapture” with Marlon Brando and, more recently, the Al Pacino films “The Merchant of Venice,” “Salome,” and “Wild Salome.” What brings you back to Tehran after 15 years?
I’d been meaning to come back, but I’ve been so busy. Now I’m on break from touring with Al and his one-man-show “An Evening With Al Pacino.” When Amir Esfandiari, director of international affairs of the Farabi Cinema Foundation, »
- Nick Vivarelli
Madrid – Opening with awaited Colombian title “Alias Maria” (pictured), threading the concept of memory – including fest’s own past – throughout its program, the 55th Cartagena International Film Festival, Latin America’s oldest fest, bows today under a new artistic director, Diana Bustamante, one of Colombia’s leading international producers (“The Wind Journeys,” “Crab Trap,” “La Playa D.C.,” “Refugiado” ).
It shows. The 55th Ficci, as it is known in local parlance, picks up, via a section dubbed 5 + 5 Ficci, on signature past Cartagena Fest titles from Latin America, and with a second sidebar, Gabo: The Films of My Life, on movies which impacted Colombia’s Nobel-prize novelist Gabriel Garcia Marquez, a writer who studied cinema, taught cinema at Cuba’s San Antonio de los Baños Film School and whose novels inspired some 20 films. Arguably, his finest film creation, son Rodrigo Garcia, closes Ficci with “Last Days in the Desert.”
“The concept »
- John Hopewell
Something of his sad freedom
As he rode the tumbril
Should come to me, driving,
Saying the names
Tollund, Grauballe, Nebelgard,
Watching the pointing hands
Of country people,
Not knowing their tongue.
Out here in Jutland
In the old man-killing parishes
I will feel lost,
Unhappy and at home.
—Seamus Heaney, The Tollund Man
It ended, like all journeys do, in Solitude, a long way from any cinema. Solitude—or rather Zolitūde, in Latvian—is a suburb of Riga, four miles as the crow flies from the fancy Scandi-Gothic-Art Nouveau city centre; six miles on foot if the pedestrian avoids diversions. But by the time I reached Solitude on that cold December Saturday afternoon, however, my inadvertent divagations must have pushed the total to the ten-mile mark. I'd looked at maps prior to departing from my hotel, of course but deliberately didn't bring one along (not a fan); I don't »
- Neil Young
3 items from 2015
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