Poster for 3 Faces

3 Faces

سه رخ | Se Rokh

Jafar Panahi • 2018 • Iran • 100 min

Monday Jun 29 @ 6:00pm
Monday Jun 29 @ 8:30pm

Thoughts from the committee


One of several movies Jafar Panahi has made illegally while banned from filmmaking, 3 Faces sees the director take a road trip into Iran’s cinematic history via its remote Northwest.

The film stars Panahi and actress Behnaz Jafari as themselves. The pair travels to a remote village in search of Marziyeh, a young woman in trouble, and meet a number of eccentric characters along the way, including Shahrzad, an actress from pre-revolutionary Iran. The trio of women represent the past, present and future of Iran’s film industry.

Panahi, whose international reputation has only increased in the years since his censure by the Iranian state, is currently receiving his flowers for the Palme d’Or-winning It Was Just an Accident. That most recent film represents Panahi operating at his full power, using all the tools he developed over the course of the previous five features he made in secret.

Another major influence on Panahi’s history of filmmaking-as-resistance is his mentor Abbas Kiarostami. Like Kiarostami, Panahi’s films often feature scenes that take place in cars and cheeky metatextual conceits. Both factors have been essential in his ability to make great work on the down-low like 3 Faces.

“His films are always intensely watchable, though this one appears to be reaching back 20 years or so to an earlier kind of classic Iranian cinema, from a time when filmic language needed to be more encoded. It feeds off and often directly alludes to classics like Kiarostami’s Taste of Cherry and The Wind Shall Carry Us.” – Peter Bradshaw, The Guardian

Featured member reviews


A very engaging film. Not an especially remarkable one out of context, but knowing a little of the circumstances in which it was made makes it that much more entrancing.

There are scenes from this film that will stay in my mind's eye for a while. The shot of the lit grave in the darkness was sublime.

The humanity, the dust, the lack of choices. I loved this.

Jafar Panahi is the chillest dude to take on a woozy trip to purgatory where people come out of doorways to offer hospitality only to disappear into the shadows of a village that time forgot. Also perhaps the best ending payoff to an earlier gag in ages.

Definitely asking my Iranian colleague tomorrow about the statute of limitations for godfatherly obligations in the rural northwestern provinces