This movie opens with two Iranian gay men who are fleeing their country (to avoid being executed as is the norm for homosexuals in Iran) and they have been dropped off at a railway line in the French countryside from where they can walk to the Station and catch a train, which will eventually get them into Paris. Mohsen the older man thinks it best that they don’t appear to be together and so he sits on the train next to a woman who he has helped board and she starts chatting and by the time they have reached their destination has offered him a few days work painting some rooms in her apartment.
That took up the first hour of this 80-minute film and the most interesting thing that happened so far was watching the paint dry, so I left the theater. I’m guessing from all the furtive looks that the woman fancied Mohsen but then got upset (and maybe did something stupid?) when she discovered that his boyfriend was back in the wee hotel. Despite the title, there was no respite for the audience, and if you do sit through to the end, then pls. let me know what happened and I will try and look interested.
