As a way of getting up to speed on recent Iranian history, including the contested 2009 election, the large protests that followed, and the government's brutal response to those protests, Zahra's Paradise is invaluable. This is a brave document, published (under pseudonyms) at considerable risk to its authors, and as a reading experience its emotional impact was, at times, considerable. At other times, it was bogged down by a somewhat choppy structure, and, frame by frame, the art was a bit chaotic鈥攁 style that could have worked well with the themes but instead just made me feel like I couldn't quite focus.* I guess it's not really fair to compare it to Persepolis, but... it's no Persepolis. It deserves to be required reading anyway.
*Edit 2/15/17: Upon reflection, the disorientation the art sometimes caused me as a reader was probably a good metaphor for what it was like to live in Iran at this time. But I'm not sure that effect was deliberate.
On Iran's 2009 presidential election aftermath. As far as graphic novels go, this is a very well done book, and as far as historic fictions go, it seems to be historically sound and to have a powerful story line. For me, reading Zahra's Paradise has brought back so many painful memories. Yet I believe what happened in that bloody summer should be told again and again, and never be forgotten.
We're very proud of this book -- which the authors have created to be in itself a revolutionary document about political upheaval and what an individual's role in it can ultimately be.
Blessed are the truthseekers and truth tellers, especially those who risk not only their own lives and voices, but those of family and friends, in the pursuit of the real story, particularly in the face of vicious, oppressive tyrannies, whether religiously fanatical or simply power hungry. The people of the great country of Iran have suffered enormously under the rule of the mullahs and their basij stormtroopers, and the world was stunned by the execution of Neda on a Tehran street on 20 June 2009. But many more were disappeared that day, both before and after in fact, hidden away in torture chambers of Evin and other terrible dungeons (where assaults included rape and murder), many never to return. In Zahra's Paradise, a graphic novel of power and emotion, the artists expose the ruthless attack against democratic sentiments, as thousands of citizens (many students) have been killed or locked away, and any hints of free thinking squashed. Although the main character, Mehdi, is most likely a composite figure, he stands for all who suffered, and the story of intrepid journalists, citizens, and family members in uncovering the truth and fighting for justice, at great cost to themselves, is a powerful statement. Along with the powerful and better-known graphic work of Marjan Satrapi, two anonymous men have produced a biting, sarcastic, and straightforward critique of the current regime in Iran. No doubt a fatwa for their heads would be issued should the Iranian authorities discover their true identities. I wonder if any copies will make it into Iran, but it is a story citizens there are all to aware of anyway. No, this is for the rest of the world, so ignorant is it of the true life of average Iranians. The sentiment in the United States is often to demonize Iranians, but I know that in truth a huge segment of the population hates what the mullahs have done. While many ignorantly follow the mullahs's lead, thousands push back against oppression in a myriad of ways, from small gestures to life-risking protest. There will always be brave protestors, who continue to fight for freedom. Allah bless them in their struggle. May freedom one day shine on all Iranians. I strongly recommend this novel to readers everywhere.
4.5 stars..How can political uprising and oppression be entertaining, and sometimes funny? Zahra's paradise pulls that off, and more, educating people about the plight of the great people of Iran via a graphic novel... one of my first. A graphic novel is basically a comic book for adults.. I'll take it!! At times I was very frustrated and aghast that things like this can occur, all in the eye of "religion", but really its just a power grab.. and for what. Big Kudos for a fun, fast and educational read.
If you're looking for a book to break your heart, this might be the one. Flashback a few years to the Iranian elections and subsequent protests. A young man, Medhi, has gone missing. His brother, a blogger, and his mother set out to find him. Their journey takes the reader across Tehran and into prisons, morgues and mass graves. It's an unflinching look at the effects of government corruption intertwined with Shari'a law, told with absolute respect for those trapped in the crossfire. It is as much about the suppression of culture as much as it is about the suppression of dissent. It is so important for us to remember that the violent images we see on reactionary news networks do not represent the vast majority of Iranians. Most are peaceful, compassionate people who only wish to raise their families and celebrate their heritage. Instead, these same people are often the victims and find themselves, like the characters in Zahra's Paradise, trying to salvage what they can after corruption has run its course. Zahra's Paradise refers to the largest cemetery in Tehran. Zahra is the name of the Prophet Muhammad's daughter. This book also comes with background information about the elections, various definitions of Arabic and Farsi terms/phrases, thoughts from Paul Coelho and a list of the names of the dead (which spans several pages, in extremely small font). A somber, but worthy read. The authors are anonymous due to the nature of the work.
Too propaganda-ish, Islamophobic, racist, disrespectful, and politically-biased for my taste. It suggests that Afghan Muslims kill small puppies in order to go to heaven, that Arabs are violent and inhumane, that the Iranian army is a militia, that the Ayatollahs are crows who feed on people's bodies, etc... In the tradition of many Iranian/American authors who get publicity in the West, especially the US, for bashing the Iranian regime, this book pleads against a 'very cruel' regime that has 'cruelly' fought against the shah of Iran in the 70's. I've been to Iran, and it is not a dictatorship; I wish our Arab world was that peaceful, self-satisfied, organized, and scientifically advanced. No country on Earth is truly democratic and every country allows a certain amount of freedom, be it wrong or right, and they all have their own conspiracy theories and prisons. Stereotypes and political propaganda does not help anyone. This book was a wrong choice, I don't like books where the author insults my intelligence, and this book did that; it was extremist, biased, dishonest, and deceitful.
Wirklich spannendes Buch, das mich mit seiner Mischung aus Fiktion, Journalismus und Realit盲t 眉berzeugt hat. Toller Nebeneffekt waren die vielen kleinen Informationen 眉ber iranische Kultur , 眉ber die ich ehrlich gesagt kaum etwas wei脽 (wusste?). Habe da viel Sch枚nes & Interessantes mitgenommen. 馃対
I finished this graphic novel on the subway home from work last night, where I sat sniffling pathetically reading the afterword among a throng of commuters. I don't know what led me to pick it up--though I do stalk First Second because their projects are so interesting--since I usually shy away from this kind of book. I read for many reasons, but after being traumatized by The Rape of Nanking when I was sixteen, I find reading books about civil unrest, war, violence and rape terribly difficult.
During college I read a slew of ethnographies and took a class on Muslim societies. Ahmadinejad came to my campus back in 2007, an extremely controversial invitation that inspired a lot of media commentary and public demonstrations. My contemporary civ professor was from Iran, and like other scholarly expatriates, would often digress in his lectures to go on about human rights and free speech. I've avoided current events because they are too painful, too anonymous when reported on by the media, too much monolothic coverage that keeps people and cultures in third world countries "other." That's why Zahra's Paradise succeeds--it does not profess to be fact, or history, or a record of anything. The book shows that tragedy is personal, but humanity is universal. Do you need to live in Iran to feel injustice? Do you need to be a Muslim to understand a mother's love for her son?
Still, it is not for the faint of heart. It begins with an prologue that serves as a metaphor for the entire book: a man encounters a dog with her litter of puppies. He kicks her, stuffs her pups in a bag, then beats them with a crowbar until they are silent. Then he drowns them. When I first read that, I almost screamed and stopped right there. I can't even watch the Game of Thrones for heaven's sake, how would I finish this?
Our narrator is a twenty-something year old blogger whose brother went missing in the 2009 Iranian election protests. Zahra's Paradise follows Hassan and his mother as they search for Mehdi--they camp outside prisons and hack government security systems, they speak to anyone who will give them information--officials, escaped prisoners, printers. It's fairly linear storytelling, though it feels like it extends out of the edges--there's much more we're not seeing, and that makes it even more disturbing. Content warning, for sure.
I dare anyone to not feel the anguish of Mehdi and Hassan's mother, to not scream, cry or throw things. It's not an enjoyable reading experience, but it's one that you won't forget.
This book brought up so many complex emotions for me...I don't know where to start. It is beautiful and haunting. Like or , but set in the now. This is happening now.
In 2009 Iranian's took to the streets to protest Ahmadinejad's electoral "victory." I remember images on the news of crowds swathed in green; an upheaval I couldn't fully fathom. The scene quickly changed to sports or the Kardashians or the latest political talking points. No depth. No history. No follow up. Zahra's Paradise is a fictional tale based in the reality of what happened next. It takes you into the human heart of conflict and oppression.
Mehdi's family last saw him as he rounded the corner with friends to join the protest. Millions of people had met up in Freedom Square; connected through twitter; smart-phoning a revolution. And like many others, he never came home. Zahra's Paradise follows his mother and brother as they search for him and for answers from the labyrinthine, despotic, bureaucracy that control their fate. Their lives touch others who have suffered greatly. Their stories interweave through fluid verse, mythological allegory and drawings that will make you weep.
Through the suffering there are moments of strength. Perseverance, rebellion, acts of great kindness, honor, the depth of a mother's love. People of faith are crushed by those who claim to speak for their faith. They rise up and yell "Allahu Akbar"- God is Greatest. Man is flawed. God will persevere over the evil of this world. It is a hope, it is a prayer, it is a battle cry against those who would distort God's word.
It would be so easy to read this as a history...as something that happened in a once gruesome past. The images of cell phones, cranes, and modern cars pull the story back to present. This is happening now. There are likely still men and women in prison that were picked up on that day; that are being picked up today. There are still mothers seeking their lost sons.
The last pages of this book are the most heartbreaking. The facade of fiction is cast aside and there are pages, pages, pages of names of those who have been lost. This was and is real and the authors have chosen to remain anonymous to protect their own families.
This graphic novel takes place in the kind of world Kafka foretold, but has the intimacy and tenderness of Satrapi's graphic memoirs. I suppose it could be called a graphic documentary, though likely fictionalized to some degree in order to protect people.
In 2009 Mahmoud Ahmadinejad was dubiously re-elected and people took to the streets to protest. A number of protesters disappeared, and this is the story of one, Medhi, who went to "Revolution Square" and never returned home. His mother and brother search tirelessly for him through the labyrinth of corrupt bureaucracy. They search streets, hospitals, prisons, morgues, government offices, and strange cemeteries. They come in contact with bands of protesting mothers of missing children who are risking their lives to bring attention to their plight, and a mysterious woman, widow of an Iranian leader, who has surprising connections and is quietly, wryly and fiercely courageous.
Hassan and his mother are kept from he truth by Iranian officials and bureaucrats, by by working with old friends, family, and people they meet along the way, they piece together he truth.
This book raises interesting questions about the role of social media and literature in bringing attention atrocities. It's a terrifying and heart-breaking tale, but also speaks to the strength of community resistance. Even if the battles won are small and the bureaucracy looms large and ominous, there's a hopefulness in this book, perhaps just in the fact that it made it into the world, or maybe because there is a kindness in the storytelling and a rich sense of the wonderful and the absurd.
A not-exactly-true account compiled from the factual experiences of different Iranians. A little confusing in the beginning for me, as I am not familiar with a lot of Iranian culture, but there is a helpful glossary in the back as well as several footnotes to provide context. I definitely learned a lot about Iran and found myself wanting to know more - while the story in the graphic novel is compelling, there is so much going on around it politically that I found it difficult to really immerse myself in it, having to flip between footnotes and translations as I was reading. I think that if there had been a foreword with more context for Iran's political situation surrounding the story, I might have had an easier time.
The art, though, is phenomenal - several panels have really stuck with me, which doesn't often happen.
In my two decades as an educator, I have been constantly amazed by the communicative power conveyed through the simplest of media. I read the entire text in ninety minutes, as a cursory evaluation for future use in my classes. Now that I have decided to implement the book into my courses, I will be spending hours poring over the lyric passages, the latent images, and the beautiful depiction of a modern day societal destruction. Read this book. At least a few times.
A hard to read graphic novel version of a fictionalized account of the protests in Iran. Not an enjoyable read. And one with references I was clearly missing. Worth reading and understanding. But difficult to get through. Clearly it represents a difficult time. But it is hard to tell from this what is truth and what if anything might be exaggeration. Certainly it is a reminder that graphic novels are not limited to easy subjects like say superheros.
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This weekend Iran announced the election of its new president, Hasan Rowhani, so today was the perfect day to read Zahra's Paradise, a graphic novel telling the story of a family's relentless search through the streets and hospitals of Tehran, its prisons and government offices, its morgue and cemeteries, for their son who has disappeared from Freedom Square in the wake of the disputed June 2009 elections when Ahmadinejad was returned to the presidency despite overwhelming concerns of election fraud. If you've forgotten already, here's how the New York Times reported those first protests:
Perhaps you saw Neda Agha Soltan killed on the streets of Tehran on June 20, 2009. If you haven't, you should:
If you'd rather not watch a beautiful young woman bleed and die on the street, then you can read about it instead:
Neda's death, the protests, killings and disappearances in the Green Revolution or the Persian Awakening or whatever it was called in your local paper, are all part of the background against which the story of Zahra's Paradise plays out. Mehdi Alavi has disappeared in the protests after Ahmadinejad is announced to have won re-election with 63% of the vote. In the month that follows, his mother and brother search for some official acknowledgment of what has happened to Mehdi. Neither Tehran's political leaders nor its clerics will provide any meaningful assistance to the family in their search, and their story takes the reader through a painful and ridiculous maze of bureaucracy and obfuscation. At one point, the brother Hassan opens the door in a government building and finds himself inside a labyrinth of staircases right out of Escher; in another scene, mechanized conveyor belts carrying the disappeared into the dungeons and torture chambers of the Islamic Republic turn into tongues winding in and around the faces of Khomeini and Khamenei.
The black and white artwork captures the ugliness of the beatings and killings, as well as the black and white "justice" meeted out by this awful Republic. The author (anonymous for obvious reasons) gives ample room to the terrible crane executions favored by the Republic. In one beautiful panel straight out of the Sistine Chapel, Khomeini as God the Father extends his hand to a languid Khamenei:
And the Ayatollah said: "Let there be the Crane," and the Crane was born. And the Ayatollah was content for he was the Frame and Foundation of Justice--the Framer of God's words. For his tongue was the noose of the heavens wrapping the word of God around the neck of the Faithful. And from the pinnacle of the Crane He impressed the weight of the Mehdi's authority into the Constitution of his children.
And so it was, and so it is, that God's children dangle upon a noose holding them between the Ayatollah's Heaven and Earth. Where the Crane stands, the Ayatollah stands. And when the Crane falls, the Ayatollah falls. Until then, all live under the Shadow of the Ayatollah, the Crane.
The author and artist (equally anonymous) of this graphic novel capture not only the pain of the grieving family and of the country as a whole but also capture the grim humor that grows out of living under the shadow of this theocratic dictatorship, and in one humorous passage the artist depicts the Supreme Leader Ayatollah Khamenei as the master of a rowdy harem filled with various recent recognizable clerics and political leaders in Iran: "Ahmadinejad is the teacher's pet, the Supreme Leader's latest bride. So of course the old queens--Khatami, Mousavi, Rafsanjani, et al, are jealous. There is no end to the jostling in our Caliph's male harem."
I could compare this book to Persepolis or other graphic novels examining conflicts in the Middle East (Palestine or Waltz with Bashir), but more than anything, Zahra's Paradise reminds me of the Costa Gavras movie Missing, from the early '80s that tells the painful story of the search for an American journalist who disappeared in the aftermath of the Pinochet coup d'etat in Chile.
I'm reminded of a great line by Baba to his son Amir in Hosseini's The Kite Runner, referring to the mullahs who have taken over Kabul: "Piss on the beards of all those self-righteous monkeys."
So with this weekend's election one bearded monkey has been replaced by another, this one in spectacles and a turban, but the people of Iran continue to suffer under its Islamic Republic. Rowhani is quoted as saying his election heralds a new era that will "follow the path of moderation and justice, not extremism," but we will have to wait and see.
The Iranian people are the people of Rumi and Khayyam and Hafez and Ferdowsi, poets invoked a number of times in the pages of Zahra's Paradise. They deserve better than the Islamic Republic they suffer under.
The last 30 pages or so of the book contain a glossary, historical background, information on the election of 2009 and names of pertinent political figures. It's well written and quite helpful. The final pages of the book present a sobering list in 2-point font of the names of over 16,000 people killed by the Islamic Revolution since 1979. It stretches for 14 pages.
The dark reality of the 2009 elections in Iran. A starkly inked book written by own voices. I loved (if one can) this historically accurate graphic novel.