Ten

I like talky films and this one has some interesting things to say, but the return on time investment just isn't there. Too many of the things said are just self important viewpoints with little substance and, most egregiously, these aren't actually conversations. Nearly every interaction is people speaking at or past each other. If the two characters on screen are unwilling to engage in each others ideas, why should the audience?

An authentic and often unforgettable depiction of everyday life of a woman in Iran through a camera on the dashboard, that registers conversations -- about sex, divorce, a troubled son, men leaving women alone, independence and also how a woman is treated in this country -- and delivers powerful statements about relationships, love and sorrow. This is when cinema and life -- or a camera and a real point of view -- become inseparable.

Filmmaking reduced to a minimum, with two fixed cameras in the car and no director present. Yet, it works, providing intriguing glimpses into the everyday lives of ordinary people.

the scene that sealed the deal for me was the penultimate one, where the lady shaves her head. one of the most heartfelt moments in cinema i've ever witnessed.

A return to the "driving and talking" motif of Life and Nothing More and Taste of Cherry, with even more driving and more talking. The conversations are mostly engaging, and reveal much about Iranian culture. Some of the acting and/or dialogue is not that good, however. It's an intriguing structure, although not terribly novel for Kiarostami. He seems to be getting rather full of himself and his ideas about cinema. Ten is still a good film, although not quite as intriguing as his previous work.