Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Movie review: La source des femmes

In Jordan you have to keep all your eyes and ears open if you want to attend cultural events. They are happening in the country or the city but sometimes they aren't easy to find. 
I wish there was a directory, something to string everything together. Until then, our evenings might be last minute and not specifically planned. 

To give you one example, let's talk about a movie we watched yesterday. 
I follow a magazine on Facebook which mentioned on Sunday that there would be a movie screening presented by the French Embassy, the Institute fran├žais and the Royal Film Commission Jordan. 
Without knowing what the movie was about, just that it was French (ha!) and subtitled in English, I was set to go.
I checked the website of the Royal Film Commission and didn't find a mention, my French is so limited I didn't understand what was written on the Embassy pages but the movie poster I found not, too. And lastly, the website of the Institute fran├žais doesn't seem online.
Lastly I simply called the venue to confirm the date and time (thank you very much, the Intercontinental Hotel (not my first guess for a venue) was able to provide both). 

As it turned out: That movie was a French production but situated in Morocco and therefore all Arabic (my husband didn't understand anything though, Moroccan accent and all). What was even better: It premiered in France yesterday and was screened simultaneously in Algeria, Morocco, Tunisia and Jordan.  

It's a powerful movie. Colorful and provocative. 
It's called "La source des femmes" or, in the way it was subtitled yesterday, "The source".
Here watch the trailer (even if you don't speak much French!). I cannot find one with English subtitles but I do really really hope this movie makes it to the big screens where you live.

It's the fight of strong willed women for a little bit of equality in a remote village in Morocco. Doing most of the work around the house "as it is the tradition" while the man sit in the cafe drinking tea, waiting for the drought to end.
These women go on a love strike. It's brutal and violent and their demands are ridiculed, not even supported by the whole female community.
It's a movie about love, respect, traditions.

I can't say this very often, that I have watched a movie before you. And that I recommend it as much as possible. I know that most of my readers (you're welcome to say hi!) are in Europe and America so you might get a chance to watch it.
I think it's my favorite of the year.

(It is fitting yes, that I tell you about a movie on the day the Jordanian movie theaters close as I told you yesterday at the end of my post. It's probably just for a week or so. And if you think about it: cinemas in Jordan only show the big ass Hollywood productions (not even all the good ones) so it's not that much of a loss, but then again we're deprived of so much culture here that every thing counts.)

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