Gita Hashemi on Wed, 28 Nov 2001 18:30:01 +0100 (CET)
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Title: FWD: Letter to the editor about Makhmalbaf's
Article
I do not have the actual source of the letter forwarded below
since I have received it via a number of different routes, and I don't
seem to be able to trace it to its originating address or place of
publication. Nevertheless, since somone on this list brought up
Makhmalbaf's article in a recent posting about the American war on
Afghanistan, it seemed appropriate to add a bit of context
(unfortunately, so much of even the intellectual opinning in the West
is without adequate understanding of the history). The issues
raised in the letter below are pretty current in the Iranian
intellectual community. The central questions, however, are
fundamental to any discussion of the current global violence:
1) Can memory and history be erased?
2) What are the conditions of forgetting or forgiving?
3) What are the present-day power relations that condition our
understanding of history?
Be well.
Gita Hashemi
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Dear Editors,
In your issue of November 2001, I found an article on
Afghanistan, by an Iranian filmmaker, Mohsen Makhmalbaf.
Your editorial note introduced Makhmalbaf as "Iran's
most celebrated film maker and a political prisoner under the
Shah." However, to many of us (Iranian activists of
the 70s and 80s), Makhmalbaf's record is far from this strait
forward presentation.
Mohsen Makhmalbaf was imprisoned under the Shah's regime for his
attempt to disarm a police officer. Based on his own account, he
was a young man with extreme religious tendencies, whose
opposition to the Shah was colored by his hatred of
the ex-regime's policies of secularization (albeit superficial
secularization). Following the revolution, Makhmalbaf
became the regime's most active watchman in the movie
industry of Iran. In his early interviews (between 1979-1983),
he proudly spoke of his role in purging the
cultural scene from secular thought. His discourse frequently
abused Iranian secular filmmakers, and vilified Iranian Left.
During the first three years of revolution, he hailed the
fundamentalist oppression of women, students, minorities,
and Iranian Left as an authentic Islamic campaign
against counter-revolutionary forces. Following the
consolidation of power in 1981 by the fundamentalists, Makhmalbaf
extended his cooperation by joining their campaign of terror.
When mass arrests, brutal tortures, and summary executions
were the order of the day, Makhmalbaf not only supported their
policy of terror and torture, but also offered his film making
expertise to launch an assault on truth.
For his movie, Boycott, he was allowed inside one of Iran's most
dreadful prisons. There, amid daily atrocities of torture
and interrogation, he shot his story using actual leftist political
prisoners who were coerced into playing roles for Makhmalbaf's
feature film. The story of
this film depicted leftist activists as rigid
Stalinist villains, worthy of contempt and scorn.
Ironically, Makhmalbaf and company forced these political prisoners
into such self-denigrating roles as part of a �corrective
exercise.� Tragically, not long after the completion
of this movie, a number of these young activists were
executed, and their bodies were hastily buried in unmarked
graves. I have personally identified and traced the
fate of these victims, whom many of us used to know
personally. In the history of cinema, I can think of no
filmmaker who has committed so blatant an assault on
helpless individuals as Makhmalbaf has done without any
shame or remorse. Nor, I can believe the indifference
that the world has demonstrated with regard to his actions.
Appallingly, one can readily purchase this film, a product
of forced labor and torture, on videocassette via Internet!
However, in the late 1980s, Makhmalbaf made a face-about in his
political attitude, and became an advocate of tolerance and open
society. For this, his loyalist friends, whom he had faithfully
served during their attempt to consolidate power in Iran, did not
spare him. He was threatened and attacked by
his ex-associates in the loyalist camp. This dramatic
change happened when the fundamentalist regime's failure in
maintaining popular legitimacy was becoming clear to everyone, and
specially to many members of their own rank. Despite these
intimidations, he has had no problem massively
producing, and internationally screening a chain of feature films,
unparalleled in quantity and reach, in the history of Iranian cinema.
In a country, wherein dissident intellectuals are not
allowed to publish something as benign as an encyclopedia of
folklore (i.e. Ahmad Shamloo, our national poet), Makhmalbaf and
his family (his daughter and sister-in-law) maintain a profile of
consistent production and international presence that
makes any conscientious observer wonder. Although I
condemn any intimidation that he has suffered in the hands of his
ex-associates, I detest his obvious lack of integrity that he
has skillfully practiced so far.
In today's Iran, "the old is dying and the new cannot be
born." Therefore, "there arises a great diversity
of morbid symptoms." In ways similar to a morbid symptom,
Makhmalbaf and the present brand of henchmen intellectuals tend to
express real social afflictions as far as they can
manage to compromise its essence and truth. This is what
you may have sensed (but left unexplained) as you
warned the readers about the political content of Makhmalbaf's
article. In fact, his article is saturated with the uncritical
discourse of modernization and economic development that has malaised
the aspirations of the people of the region. His pronouncements
against the vices of the segmentary society (what he calls tribal
society) reflect his deliberate and well disguised attacks on
ethnicity and locality. What he has reproached
as tribalism has to be renamed as ethnic and local forms of
social life. Where he preaches the Gospel of national unity,
it must be read as the eradication of ethnic diversity by an
administered, homogenizing system. When he boasts of the absence
of ethnic predilection among Iranian voters, he has to be
reminded of the gruesome massacres of Iranian Kurds, Arabs,
Turks, Turkmans, and Balooches, by the fundamentalist regime from
1979 on-ward.
In the "House of Pain" that Makhmalbaf and his
associates have built for themselves and us a generation of
Iranian political activists walked proudly to their death,
as Makhmalbaf cheered on their bloody purge. To his
disappointment, a great number of surviving activists are still
resisting the fundamentalist rule, while Makhmalbaf is practicing the
international fine art of mendacity and deceit. In fact, his
humanity has failed repeatedly, and his abysmal failures by no
means stop with militant activists. When young Iranian
soldiers in Iran-Iraq war were openly named as one-time-use
soldiers (a literal and exact translation) by the
fundamentalist Defense Minister, and were sent as human
waves to the front, Makhmalbaf endorsed the "great war
effort to save Islam".
The sorrow of those days still haunts many of us. Many
suffer a silent, consuming agony, as Makhmalbaf's voice is heard
everywhere. From prestigious international film festivals to
the recent example in the Monthly Review, Makhmalbaf reaches an
ever-growing audience, as his victims lie voiceless, in unmarked
graves, and as his survivors are too hopeless to speak of their
terrible tragedy. The whole world celebrates his talent, while
the ghastly story of his real talent remains completely
unsaid.
No one can deny that Makhmalbaf's article reflects a rather
intimate picture of the situation in Afghanistan. But,
is this sufficient to include his text in the Monthly Review? No
one denies that Makhmalbaf is a celebrated artist, and so does Leni
Riefenstahl. Are you considering printing her works, too?
No one denies that Makhmalbaf has occasionally said something worthy
of hearing, and so did Ernst Junger. Are you about to give
him coverage, too?
You suggest that Makhmalbaf's article has to be read
"as a deeply moral and humanitarian account of the tragic
circumstances of the Afghan people and the callousness of the
West." It is a bitter irony that while you set out to
remedy one example of callousness; you end up committing another
one, yourself. For most part, this reveals a lack of awareness
that stems from a lack of solidarity with the plight of
the Left in non-western societies. Although European
fascism and Islamic fundamentalism are diametrically different in
content, the rise of fundamentalism for us has been as socially
significant as the rise of fascism for European Left. How
painful for you, would that be to see a prestigious leftist
journal publish the work of the Revisionist Historians of the Third
Reich, in an uncritical manner? Would you not rise with a cry of
indignation and moral outrage? Would you not rush to defend the
victims and to stand with the evidence? Would you not break
in sorrow and rage remembering the final hopeless hours of Walter
Benjamin and Marc Bloch? I believe that thus doing is the
only decent and just choice.
I am aware that many members of Iranian
left, today, applaud Makhmalbaf as a true
convert. Perhaps, such counsel has influenced your choice,
too. However, not so much unlike those among your
rank who look to Carl Schmitt for inspiration, these
people are invariably of the habit of getting lost in their own
mystifications. Likewise, I have no doubt that there
are people among us, who readily accept Makhmalbaf as a
born-again social democrat, and to celebrate him as the newly
baptized child of political pluralism. Ironically, those whose
political imagination is raptured by these new converts of
"open and civil society," are promoting their new masters
with complete secrecy about their past, lest people know what they
are buying into!
Yet, if you are truly after "imparting a message
desperately needed in our times,� please consider making this
note available to all your readers, in its entirety. Perhaps,
there is no better opportune time for us to be heard.
Perhaps, it is time to make the voiceless speak. Perhaps it is
time to strip human suffering of its murky obscurity.
Until, we decide to do so,
Suffering is permanent, obscure, and dark,
And has the nature of eternity
William Wordsworth
Yours Truly,
Farzad Bawani.
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