This past Friday Elliot, Danny, Aaron, Vijay, and I went to Persepolis. While Aaron had expected chariots in a Troy-esque sense he was treated instead to a mostly black & white film depicting a young girl’s experience living through the Iranian Revolution and then escaping away to the (evils) (wonders) (men) of Europe. This however was great, and very French, and very well illustrated. My biggest complaint was the movie ended, I think quite a bit, before I wanted to stop watching.
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