Kandahar (Safar e Ghandehar) (Safar e Ghandehar)

KANDAHAR

Directed by: Mohsen Makhmalbaf

What's your name?

Breathe.

Who are you?

I'm... the bride's cousin.

However, there are also escapes from prisons

in which Afghan women are imprisoned.

For now, I am captive, just like all the others who are present.

And all just for you, sister.

You once told me in your letters that

the situation worsened in Afghanistan.

That all the girls' schools have closed.

That women are forbidden everything related to public life

and that you have lost all hope.

That's why I was trying to find a way to get you out of Afghanistan.

For I received this unexpected letter from you

that devastated me.

You wrote that you wanted to commit suicide during the last solar eclipse of the century. 20th

You told me in the letter that I had to

I enjoy everything I can in life because I live in a much more beautiful place.

What can you register in this noise?

What can I tell you? This is my black box.

In case we collapse or I don't come back, at least there should be some people

to find out what happened to me.

When did you receive that letter?

A month ago. But it stayed in the hands of the

refugees for another two months before reaching me.

Then why did you come now? When are there only a few days left?

I have been on the road for twenty-five days.

I tried to enter Afghanistan from Iran, Pakistan, Tajikistan...

but because I am a journalist and I wrote about the condition of women in these countries

it became very difficult for me to get the visa.

No one tries to cross the Iranian border in southern Afghanistan.

We are above her with the helicopter.

I hope I can get to Kandahar by the shortest route.

There are only three days left until the eclipse.

- Hello Hello. This is Magda... - Be prepared.

- Hello Hello. This is Magda. We are very busy today

because we have a lot of people.

So: a 40-year-old man, left leg, about 70 cm...

Miss Nafas, if you have made up your mind

go to afghanistan

I will find you a reliable family

to take you there.

If someone asks you, say

you are a family member,

wife, daughter,

so that no one suspects you.

Attention, girls.

Today is your last day of school.

In Afghanistan, you won't go to school.

There are no girls' schools there.

You will have to stay at home.

But don't lose hope.

However high the walls may be, the sky still remains above them.

A day will come when the world will see your sufferings and jump to your aid

If not,

you will have to stick together.

Close your eyes... Imagine you are ants.

If you imagine you are ants,

with closed eyes,

your house will seem much bigger.

Thank you!!

Here, near the Afghan border, the young girls are about to return

in Afghanistan. They are explained about the dangers of minefields.

They were told not to go near those dolls, one of which you touched once,

otherwise their legs will be torn off, if they ever escape.

So that they don't lose their legs, like you did.

Let's try something:

I throw one and step on it.

If there's a noise, I'm dead.

I close my eyes and throw the others at random.

I am happy that you do not know the truth that in Afghanistan in these last 20 years,

a human being died every 5 minutes.

Because of mines, war, famine and drought.

If I need to tell you this, you would have lost hope

every 5 minutes.

And without having to kill yourself.

The camp supervisor gathered all the returning families

to take their photos and I can choose a family

with whom to leave being the third or fourth wife.

Men worry me less than their women

and the reaction they would have because of my presence.

But luckily they are all wearing the veil and I can't see their faces

to figure out how I feel about myself.

One two three. Bravo!

A little further back.

Look at my hand.

Don't move.

I don't know if the Taliban government forced these women to wear the burqa

or is that the afghan culture that forced the government to keep the women

under these covers.

Don't move. Watch my hand.

Look at me.

In Afghanistan, each ethnic group has its own name and image.

Hazaras, Uzbeks, Turkmens, Tajiks, Nuristani, Mongols, etc., etc

But the women of the country, who are about half of the population

they have no name or image, because they are all covered.

Maybe that's why they are called "dark faces".

See the "dark face" over there?

Yes.

For one hundred dollars,

don't take her with you to Kandahar does she get there safely?

If someone stops you

on the road, you must say

that she is your fourth wife.

Why would I say that? I have two Hazara wives,

a Pashtun... The Uzbek wife died...

If I had a Tajik one, I would have married all of Afghanistan!

I'll take a picture of you.

Don't move. Look at the device. One two three!

Put the UN flag on the car,

it will protect you.

Take these dollars for

the trip to Afghanistan.

The photo is in the file.

Don't come asking me for more dollars.

Did you understand?

Ms...

No, thanks.

The latest news about the eclipse:

the last eclipse of the 20th century will take place in two days.

It will cross western Iran, Afghanistan

and will end on the Indian subcontinent.

It's getting late. why don't we go

don't you want to eat

Why would I eat? I am running late!

First, lower your burqa.

It's a matter of honor. We are pious people.

No man must see my wife's face.

The world will mock you

if you don't wear the burqa properly.

The burqa is not for show.

It's a veil to cover yourself with.

And cover yourself well!

ok i put it

but you just know that I'm not your wife.

It's true, you're not

but are the skunks interested in this?

They will say: "His wife is not dressed properly"

The burqa does not adorn them.

My honor is at stake.

Go?

I'll tell the driver. Now eat.

We will leave after they finish eating.

Tell the women to hurry.

Quick, it's time to go.

Why are you in such a hurry, sister?

We reach Kandahar soon enough.

I have to be there by tomorrow.

Let the girls do their nails.

I told them to hurry, but I was hours late

for them to choose the most beautiful nail polish for you.

Do you remember how long we were waiting to choose the right color for your nails?

Are you still wearing those gorgeously colored bracelets?

Do you still move your hands to the rhythm of the music when you listen to it?

Do you still brush your hair?

While I was gone, who brushed your hair?

Wait two more days and I'll be there with you.

What do you want from us?

Leave us! Let us go!

Don't cry! Praised be the Lord!

Thank Heaven!

The Lord is great and almighty.

May he give you health!

We thank You, God, for everything!

We have nothing!

God is great and merciful.

May he give you health!

Thanks God!

Quiet!

Quiet!

What is the sword?

The sword is a weapon that executes the Lord's orders.

She cuts off the thief's hand and the murderer's head.

Keep going!

Quiet!

What is the Kalashnikov?

It is a semi-automatic

and repeating firearm.

It kills the living and destroys the already dead.

You messed up. Say it again from the beginning.

The Kalashnikov is a semi-automatic,

repeating action firearm.

kill the living

destroying their flesh

and mutilates the bodies of the already dead.

Keep going!

Quiet!

- Why don't you do homework? - My back hurts.

Recite from the Quran.

Not. You go on.

Recite like him.

You do not know how to read?

How can this be?

Learn from him. You do not know.

All you do is hold the ison.

No, not like that.

So.