Through The Olive Trees- Abbas Kiarostami Review

Kiarostami (the real one) is playing a cruel, beautiful joke on his audience. We are rooting for Hossein, despite his arrogance. We want the fiction to win. We want the poor boy to get the girl. But the film refuses to give us the easy satisfaction of a Hollywood romance. The final seven minutes of Through the Olive Trees are arguably the most perfect sequence in Kiarostami’s career. After production wraps, Hossein is told that Tahereh has left the set and is walking home, carrying a heavy bag of plaster.

Kiarostami, ever the trickster, refused to answer. But the beauty lies in the ambiguity. The final shot is shot from the director’s camera position—the camera that was filming the movie-within-the-movie. That means we are not seeing reality; we are seeing the footage of the fictional film. In other words, the happy ending (if it is happy) isn't "real life" for Hossein and Tahereh; it is a take that the director can choose to use in his film. Through the olive trees- Abbas Kiarostami

The camera holds. The screen goes black. For thirty years, critics have debated what happens in that final shot. Does she agree to marry him? Is the "slow run" a tacit acceptance? Or is she simply running away from an annoying man? Kiarostami (the real one) is playing a cruel,

The most revealing scene occurs during the rehearsal of the "carrying the wife" sequence. The director needs Tahereh to look at Hossein with "loving eyes" as he carries her over the stream. But Tahereh, in real life, refuses to even look at Hossein. The director tries to coax her, then demands, then finally gives up. He tells the actors to simply go through the motions. Kiarostami seems to be asking: Can you fake love? If you perform the actions of love enough times, does love emerge? Or is the performance a lie that reveals a deeper truth? We want the poor boy to get the girl

What follows is a static, long shot filmed from the director's camera position. We see an impossibly green hillside, a winding dirt path, and two tiny figures: Tahereh walking ahead, Hossein running to catch up. He reaches her. They walk together. He gesticulates, pleading. She ignores him.

Kiarostami (the real one) is playing a cruel, beautiful joke on his audience. We are rooting for Hossein, despite his arrogance. We want the fiction to win. We want the poor boy to get the girl. But the film refuses to give us the easy satisfaction of a Hollywood romance. The final seven minutes of Through the Olive Trees are arguably the most perfect sequence in Kiarostami’s career. After production wraps, Hossein is told that Tahereh has left the set and is walking home, carrying a heavy bag of plaster.

Kiarostami, ever the trickster, refused to answer. But the beauty lies in the ambiguity. The final shot is shot from the director’s camera position—the camera that was filming the movie-within-the-movie. That means we are not seeing reality; we are seeing the footage of the fictional film. In other words, the happy ending (if it is happy) isn't "real life" for Hossein and Tahereh; it is a take that the director can choose to use in his film.

The camera holds. The screen goes black. For thirty years, critics have debated what happens in that final shot. Does she agree to marry him? Is the "slow run" a tacit acceptance? Or is she simply running away from an annoying man?

The most revealing scene occurs during the rehearsal of the "carrying the wife" sequence. The director needs Tahereh to look at Hossein with "loving eyes" as he carries her over the stream. But Tahereh, in real life, refuses to even look at Hossein. The director tries to coax her, then demands, then finally gives up. He tells the actors to simply go through the motions. Kiarostami seems to be asking: Can you fake love? If you perform the actions of love enough times, does love emerge? Or is the performance a lie that reveals a deeper truth?

What follows is a static, long shot filmed from the director's camera position. We see an impossibly green hillside, a winding dirt path, and two tiny figures: Tahereh walking ahead, Hossein running to catch up. He reaches her. They walk together. He gesticulates, pleading. She ignores him.