I just saw a most interesting documentary, ”Bassidji”, directed by Mehran Tamadon. The documentary is a co-production of Iran, France and Switzerland and is an exploration of (as I understand it) the Iranian religiously motivated police force calling themselves Bassidji. The Bassidji are now part of almost every aspect of public service, and life in Iran, and seem to exert constant influence on Irani life and thinking.
The Bassidji have come into existence after the Irak-Iran war in 1980 – 1988 during which about half a million of Irani and Iraqui soldiers were killed. The Bassidji came to exist to defend ”pure Islam” (I would call it, risking to be incorrect and improper because I am not an expert in these matters!) which according to them has been agressed throughout the centuries and most recently during the Irak-Iran war.
The film is both insightful and humorous … in ways it does not necessarily intend to be so. It just happens which is why it is quite ingenious. It brings forward paradoxes and asks questions which, apparently, can not be answered within the realms of certain discourses, i.e., religious and other discourses happening in Iran.
It is interesting that I feel like I understand the essence of the Bassidji quite well, perhaps, and haven’t got much mental itches trying to make it out. Finding a language in which to explain it though is difficult, at least because the nature of farsi (not that I speak any) is different from that of English. In any case, books can be written analysing the movie. It opens a Pandora’s Box on the Iranian society (some aspects of it, at least).
A few thoughts came to me as I watching the documentary:
- The Bassidjis are fascinated by ”martyrdom”. To them, the Irani soldiers who died in the Iran-Iraq war sacrificed themselves for the Islam religion and for Iran. In other words, martyrdom is a good thing to do. (Uf, no.) But, there is another dimension to this though. The Bassidji also think these solders died because they’ve been able to come close to ”God” and so then dissolved themselves in it. Some Bassidji, quite young, are totally dedicated to the idea. Off course, they are all men (!! and ??).
The idea of dissolving oneself into something is actually good, and valid. It happens with many things, if something is your passion and you are doing it, then you dissolve yourself in it and this is how you become part of that flow of thought and activity. It is a beautiful thing actually, and is perhaps what the Chinese would call ‘wisdom’.
In the above context though, dissolving oneself in ”it” has some important implications. First, you die – is this what you wanted? Second, they say you’ve dissolved yourself in ”it”, but is this true? Third, are you sure you’ve died for your cause, or the cause of somebody else? … Anyhow, you tell me. Perhaps the wise way of dissolving oneself into something is not exactly the wise way. …
And so, there seems to be some fascination on behalf of the Bassidji with dying for a ”holy” cause as well as a strong tendency to in my opinion … live in the past. …
- Perhaps as it would be expected, there were few women being interviewed in the film. Apparently, this was because it had been difficult approaching them and talking to them, and because women would not be necessarily spoken to (!! how could then a society be legitimate?). Because women were mostly not there, I could not help questioning the thruthfulness of what was being said by those who spoke, expressing their reflections. Unless different gender view points are well balanced and integrated, how could it be true …?
- At one point, the question of men never ever looking women into the eyes came up. A woman said she found this very difficult as a society to live in. She challenged such a custom. She could not understand how it could help with anything but hold a society back. She felt this was minimizing her role and potential in a society. I guess she also felt she lived in a society crippled by fear.
This was a particularly interesting point in the documentary. Then, a few Bassidji and an imam tried to explain the importance of never ever looking a woman in the eyes. The Bassidji were semi-laughing through their explanations, as if the question was a tough one to address and they could not express a convincing answer because they beleived in it.
The imam though gave some very ardent, passionate answers. According to him, men do not look women into the eyes because women, by turning their eyes in such and such a way and/or looking at men in such and such a way and/or fluttering their lashes in such and such a way (the observations the imam shared were very detailed)… would give men thoughts of wanting that paprticular woman. Well, yes, that is life man, face up to it. Also, if this is what one (a man) is thinking then that is what it shall be … Their thoughts would be creating their reality. Is this good? No. And by changing the thoughts it can all change … Think change.
- Finally, the film ended rather abruptly. It ended with a question concerning whether the Bassidji and the current religious situation in Iran are not in fact purposed to serve the Iranian government. … This was an interesting moment. Suddenly, the Bassidji that was being spoken to could not talk about the issue. Without it being fully articulated, he said such an issue does not exist. It seemed like such a thing is unheard of and can not be talked about, ever. And so the film left it at that. …
On the overall, the film did not bring too many surpises but it did make some aspects of Iranian reality more clear to me, also and most importantly aspects that I think should change.




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