The blog of author Dennis Cooper

Author: DC (Page 2 of 1006)

“I want to become nothing but an empty solosexual shell who can’t think of or do anything but watch porn and jerk.”


18and2months, 18
My fantasy is to be caught jumping into a man’s backyard then be held prisoner permanently by the man as punishment for trespassing.

If you have any other questions, just ask what you want to know, you have been given a mouth to talk, and fingers to type, not just for playing with your pathetic cock.


Cumfindout – Sept 24, 2023
Wish fulfilled.

18and2months (Owner) – Sept 13, 2023
I can drink alcohol as long as its not potently strong, but have been told I can drink a fair amount.



slave4theextreme, 19
I fantasize about fucked up shit. I’m isolated inside a heavy hood with a frontal zipper so that my captor can access my face when ever they feel like it.

Under hood my head is already wrapped in plastic bag. That bag also has a front zipper so it can open and close whenever. So that my captor can zip open my hood to access the plastic bag and zip that one shut. And watch as the plastic shrink, wraps and stick around my pathetic loser face as I asphyxiate.

My owner just wanks and watches as I run out of air. Pissing on my bagged face. But I’m grateful because that’s really all a loser like my deserves.

No one will miss me. I have no friends, no family.

Then as air is running out, my encased body is put in a concrete manhole. My bagged face sees my owner pouring wet concrete to fill the hole I’m in. I’m being buried alive as I asphyxiate.

I feel the wet concrete covering, as I know that I’m just going to disappear. All alone and miserable. But watching my owner, stroking his cock as I suffocate and disappear under the concrete is pure satisfaction to me. That makes it all worth as everything goes dark.

I’m real? Yes.

Does a part me want this? A big part of me want this. Yes.

Do I have any friends, family that would care if this happens to me? No. I’m really just a lone loser with no life or prospect.

So there you have it. Me. The honest me.


slave4theextreme (Owner) – Sept 5, 2023
Good times.

averageguy – Sept 5, 2023
Fascinating- before he lost his mind, I was addicted to his bare torso. It’s an artwork of nature. He should be always shirtless. I made him do hard work in my backyard shirtless under the burning sun. Then I would bring him inside and flog him. I felt very connected with him when the whip crashed on his bare back. For the floggings I used bullwhips and other singletails and knotted floggers. He would endure this punishment for hours stoicly like a man.



chairboy, 21
It was put on this earth to serve as a chair for a mans ass. Its only source of pleasure is sniffing farts and ass so that a HUMAN doesnt have to. It is NOT a human it is a chair. Farts are its oxygen.


chairboy (Owner) – Sept 21, 2023
No that’s not its cock, it’s a belt.

chairboy (Owner) – Sept 19, 2023
Please be real and have some gas. Sicked of those fakers, chickens, and those spoke so much about gas on message but all was gone during the session. COWARD!

SilvioFarts – Sept 14, 2023
I love farting: in addition to having a passion for it, I have a physical predisposition for doing it. I love to fart on people, on things, and if you make me pay you, I fart even more vehemently.



Filthy4Kinky, 18
I am a little boy trapped in a teenager’s body. In 2020, I met two people in Las Vegas, NV who turned my life around. The primary father was Rob, and his husband was Dennis. Rob, who understood my love of diapers, died last October. I am still living with Dennis, and we do have lots of sex, but we are not emotionally involved. Rob and Dennis got me through the last two years of high school, I lost Rob just two months after graduating.

In essence, I want to get to meet people who like the fact that I love to wear diapers. I wear them all the time. I do love to wet and mess. Dennis has a variable voltage ac transformer that he likes to use to electrify my wet diapers. He also has a large number of dildos, which I he has rigged up with vaping coil wire to be electrified dildos that he shoves into me.

I absolutely love Paw Patrol, and kids movies. I also love violent movies, especially with violence against children, so I watch those types of movies too. Rob was into very heavy S/M movies, and I have a pretty good collection of those. I would like to figure out how to have a relationship with someone who could deal with this. I really don’t know what to do or how to do it, but let’s see what happens.


woodlandtherapies – Sept 11, 2023
Hello! I’m Kenneth. I am a hung unbridled sadist, poet and essayist, and I’d like to offer you a ‘Different’ type of life deep in the woods.

merciless – Sept 11, 2023
He talk too much but just put a ball in his mouth.

mattg – Sept 9, 2023
Have any of you tops cum up this boy’s nose and made him snort it all and swallow it that way? I think is would be so hot to see this boy have a big cock pressing hard into one of his nostrils while the top pumps his load into his nose! The top would be ordering him to keep snorting! Or try to get two guys with good cum control to cum up his nose at the same time. One for each nostril! Wouldn’t that be fucking hot!



artobject, 22
Hey, I have become obsessed with eating cum from other men who have fucked and loaded my boyfriend’s hot hole. I send him off to local cruising grounds, sauna/bathhouses, etc and he returns when he’s done. I sometimes say come back in an hour, or sometimes only after a certain number of men have been inside him. I have recently started getting him to record the sound on his phone so I can hear them fuck him. I tell him not to say anything about it, until I ask. I usually make him slip off his underpants and let me smell them for cum as he climbs into bed next to me. Then I get him to play the recording while telling me every detail of his adventures, how many men, what ages, types, how big and hard, how they fucked, what he did, when they came etc as I wank and eat his hole out. Is anyone interested in adding to the stockpile and if so, I’ll tell you how to do it.


Deus – Sept 14, 2023
when i was in junior high school i had a 65 yr old daddy. and yes, he owned me. he did so many hot/horrible things to me. one day he sold me to a 85 year old man in Qatar for $20,000.

Gerontophilia<3 – Sept 14, 2023
The biggest charm of old people is old, don’t feel ashamed of getting old, there is no need to emphasize you have a young mind and heart in the aging body, your ass counts most.

Senior4Asian – Sept 14, 2023
Amiable grandpa here your boyfriend captures and touches my heart, even just look at him.

artobject (Owner) – Sept 14, 2023
I was chatting with a guy who asked if I had considered selling my boyfriend as a slave for senior citizens. He told me he trains young bottoms as slaves then sells them to senior citizens for a good amount of money. Apparently some senior citizens would pay very, very well for my young, attractive as my boyfriend once he was trained as a senior citizen liking slave. This guy seemed legit to me, but I realize it could all be a bunch of bullshit. Has anyone heard of this sort of thing? Has any senior citizen bought a slave or been paid to train a slave for some senior citizen?



Whoismydad, 24
I was at a gas station someday, in a 2015 Toyota Camry which he got me shortly after we met. (If I remember correctly it was a month after we met) by him I am referring to my former master.

In that moment I was the happiest boy on earth, a few months passed life was great. Good car, lots of fun and I was lucky to be with the man who took my virginity. I guess that’s why he was so nice to me.

So enough of that let’s go back to my story which brings us back to being at the gas station.

Out of gas, stuck In the middle of nowhere. No money ! I tried to pay for gas with his Card because I had exhausted the cash I had for the trip and I also didn’t have any money in my account since he took care of all the bills and also gave me his card sometimes to use for emergencies)

After filling my tank. I tried to pay for gas with the card but it got declined, not because there wasn’t any money on it, but the card company didn’t allow me make that purchase because they had already found out my master was dead and their policy is to freeze his account in the time of demise to prevent loss of asset.

Then I heard a voice in my head saying, what did you gain from all of this. Just be happy that you can still pick your self up and start all over. It then occurred to me that I wasn’t building a life for myself by placing pleasure above Career. Just maybe if I was working I would have been able to pay for gas.

But I found a way out of that situation and from that day in April 2022 I have committed myself to becoming better and I am currently unemployed but I finished my auto apprenticeship in February this year. For now I just work on cars when I can to survive.

Judge me all you want, maybe this isn’t a type of job you would want a boy to have but it puts food on my table and it’s a skill that will be very useful to me in the future. Who knows I may just own a shop in a few years.

I graduated high school but haven’t attended college yet.

Looking forward to finding a new home here.


Filthyevildemonhunk – Sept 9, 2023
Last year I took him fishing and fisted him on the river.

Meow – Sept 8, 2023
Been curious about you a while and now want to do something about it.

hellraiser – Sept 3, 2023
he likes pain. he enjoys delivering as much as he enjoys receiving. he is a masochistic sadist fucker. consider that your warning.



virgin_on_a_trip, 18
I plan to come to Berlin for a few days and thought this would be a good opportunity to be deflowered, preferably without my consent.

My name is Julian but I’d rather be called Julia.


virgin_on_a_trip (Owner) – Sept 19, 2023
I am no longer a virgin. I’m back home in in Lacey, Washington and working at Walmart.

virgin_on_a_trip (Owner) – Sept 7, 2023
I am very nervous on approaching this since most of the messages I have received sound very extreme to me and it’s worrisome.

Iwillhelpingyou – Sept 2, 2023
Really just want to get a hotel room so I and my friends can run a train on you.



KindaBasic, 21
it was Andy, it was a theatre and live events technician, it is in a dark place, it is conditioned to fall into its depravity, so deep, and it loves that, that’s how it feels love through degradation, it has been programmed to be a mindless slave, it did it to itself, it seeks an extreme controlling Owner for total control, please contact it, to be live-in property for your benefit, a pathetic faggot, inferior human being, not a MAN, a liar, not a theatre and live events technician, a male appearing thing.


KindaBasic (Owner) – Sept 16, 2023
It is not ready to get fucked by its Owner yet. It doesn’t want to disappoint its Owner, so it is currently in training so that it can get fucked by him. It’s not quite there yet, so it’ll let you know when it’s more confident, it apologizes.

Blacksails – Sept 16, 2023
I wanted to fuck you when you were the tech nerd in my son’s high school theater department and I still feel the same way.

AVERSIONISM – Sept 12, 2023
He says he’s not into pain but he loves his nipples being hurt. I find it strange that he doesn’t enjoy any slapping or any beating of him in other forms of pain but hurt nipples sends him into heaven. I twisted them to the point of being bruised then bit them so hard I almost took them off, and he was in bliss and I have never seen anyone cum so hard.



threesomesearch, 19
Bottom 18 and Dom top 42 seek 1 or 2 extra Dom tops


Human72 – Sept 12, 2023
He was very hungover and got irritable quickly.

Apollo – Sept 10, 2023
He is slim but can take anything bring your own poppers because if you don’t have them I hope you have some because if you don’t his Dom top will beat the shit out of you

SouthAsianGuy – Sept 7, 2023
Looking through this site and some of the shit you fags do makes me wonder why most women aren’t the same (or more sluttier)….. unlike you fags they’re literally designed to take dick.

jacobandrews – Sept 5, 2023
The way he looked at me while I fucked him made me melt every time he looked at me.



maximumintelligence, 22
Hello Sir I hope your are doing well. I’m desperately craving some discipline and more importantly guidance. I kinda downloaded this app and started looking for a Dom because I’ve been acting a little arrogant and entitled and it is really starting to effect my personal life so I was hoping someone on here could take me down a peg or two. I feel like I’m kinda drowning in expectations that I will probably never reach in my personal life should it would nice to find a Dom on here that will actually discipline/punish me and help me learn from my mistakes to become a better submissive/person. I’ve always had trouble making decisions for myself, but lately it’s been getting really out of hand. Even the tiniest decisions are so draining nowadays. I know I can’t have someone make all of my choices in my life like that but it would just be so nice to not ask every single one of my friends on their opinion and just instead kinda be forced into a choice so when I found out about T.P.E. I knew that was the type of relationship I wanted to pursue.


Leon-Fuck-You – Sept 14, 2023
On a scale of 1 to 10 1 being receiving anal and 10 being raped tortured and snuffed where u fall kid?

maximumintelligence (Owner) – Sept 11, 2023
I prefer guys who’re not into my dick.

electroscreams – Sept 11, 2023
Hey there! I’m looking to tie you up then attach my Electro unit to your cock and control the ampage and light you up like a xmas tree while I skull fuck you.

maximumintelligence (Owner) – Sept 9, 2023
My ass is just an ass. There’s nothing special about it. Quit trying to lionise it.

maximumintelligence (Owner) – Sept 9, 2023
If the only things on your mind are genitals, ass and the typical sex things every generic gay talks about, I am not interested.



someonehehe, 18
Hi, I’m 18 and I have a serious problem with masturbation, so I have decides that I want to find someone to move me in and tie me to a bed surrounded by a bunch of old men who suck me off constantly, so that’s what I’m looking for here.


someonehehe (Owner) – Sept 2, 2023
Unfortunately I also have to say that I can’t speak or I can only whisper because my vocal cords don’t work anymore.

someonehehe (Owner) – Sept 1, 2023
My friends tell me I’m funny, attractive and intelligent and why are you single. I pull away from people who encourage me to date or find a husband. They do not see.



Findthispointless, 21
I can take a vast amount, but I really want to get into dark twisted disturbing things that I can’t take.

Here is a list of some of the things I am into. I am into way more than is listed here.

Weapons (knives, guns, bats)
Murderous abuse
Death threats (followed through)
Breath control (choke holds, bagging, noose play, garrot)
Body punching (break stuff)
Face punching (break stuff)

There is so much more to add to these lists and will if I live long enough.


Findthispointless (Owner) – Sept 17, 2023
Things I would love to happen would include having my ass stretched out by horse cocks, dildos, fisting, feet, huge objects that cause massive damage when removed. Cock and ball torture, needles or skewers pushed through both with electricity surging through for extra agony. Hooded, eyes and ears with extra padding so I would never see or hear again. Cock spilt in two or removed all together. Nipples clamped, stretched, vacuumed, drilled, screwed, weighted, cut off eventually and force fed to worthless me. Skull fucked until I pass out repeatedly until my brain has almost no wattage left. Teeth pulled, tongue cut out, tattooed everywhere, pierced, branded, cut, scarred, burned, anything and everything to give pain. Urinal, toilet, hooked up to a sex machine and forgotten about or dumped in a barn for hardcore non consensual animal rape. When my ass is used up the ultimate sacrifice or give me the means to do it myself. Hopefully you will see the benefit of this to your pleasure as well. Definitely not for the timid or those with even one limit.

caskofamont – Sept 16, 2023
He is as many forms of art as possible.

Findthispointless (Owner) – Sept 13, 2023
One example…3 way with a Dom and another slut bottom…Dom raped me choked…punched me in the face…yelled at me…wrapped a cord around the other slut’s neck and suffocated him till he passed out and shit himself…Dom fucked the slut’s shitty ass…after made me eat the cum and shit from the slut’s ass and clean up his hole… then Dom beat the other slut to death as i watched… etc.



offloadingproperty, 20
20 y.o thai boy for relocation and 24/7/no way out slavery

after relocation slave can be completely dehimized on object level

slave/object is suitabule feeding with dog food


OPERATOR – Sept 20, 2023
Boy is now owned and will know no peace.



Deepwetasshole, 20
In my job, I help abused people tell their stories. In the meantime I’ve been creating a few 100 of my own.

I’ve enjoyed a long secret kink life over my 20 years. A few snapshots:

When most of my classmates were reading YA books, I was drawn to the Marquis de Sade.

My first real experience at age 10 with a 17-year-old babysitter. He probably thought it was cute that a precocious boy had a bag full of ropes to play “cops and robbers”. 2 hours later he didn’t think it was so cute.

My first experience being kidnapped was at 13 with a leather man in the San Francisco area. Spent two days getting raped on a houseboat in Sausalito, CA.

At 14 I had my penis caged and shrunk down permanently to the size of a tiny dot unable to fuck anything or even be masturbated.

At 15 I started dressing in clothes that turned every man into a raging nymphomaniac every time they even glanced at me.

At 16 I made men forget what it was about other boys that turned them on and fuck me constantly and continually in private and in public.

So I’ve managed to find many, many BDSM playmates over the years – men, women, kids my age, straight, gay and lots of those who hadn’t made up their minds until they met me.

Shoot me a message if you want to be the next.


Indulger69 – Sept 25, 2023
Before the brainwash he was a sweet and kind boy. Very often he was sad. From the fact that he did not have enough attention. He dreamed that he could have sex in the car during the rain. He liked to listen to music and walk down the street. He read books, most detective. He watched TV shows and films. He loved getting lost in the fictional worlds.

Indulger69 – Sept 19, 2023
I spent most of a day brainwashing him into just a mumbling and drooling mess then had my fun. Now I want him to go, but I can’t seem to reverse the brainwash, and he can’t leave like this. Any advice please?

bigcockcameron – Sept 18, 2023
i am straight idk if this is a gay site or if your a woman im looking for a kinky woman\\



We meet up. You tell me to strip naked. You have whatever sex you want with me. Then you wrap my arms and legs in plastic wrap. Then you start to wrap me in PVC duct tape, head to toe. Two small nose holes for air. I become an object as tightly wrapped and immobile as possible. Then you seal up the nose holes for suffocation. Then you quickly pour gasoline all over the object and light it on fire to prepare it for an eternity in the fires of Hell, which is where everyone on this app is going.


Brownbear – Sept 17, 2023
You are hot but scary.

WANTS2BEACORPSE (Owner) – Sept 15, 2023
FYI I am a division 1 college diver.

PedroCortez – Sept 15, 2023
I’m looking for I think I’ll have a great time hiking with you, in the mountains or somewhere there are almost no people. I prefer privacy when I kill. I hope you understand that.

WANTS2BEACORPSE (Owner) – Sept 13, 2023
Should happen at your place unless you want to do it in my dorm room.

JohnnyRiot – Sept 11, 2023
Nothing beats a corpse with cute face.

WANTS2BEACORPSE (Owner) – Sept 10, 2023
I am not a social media person. I am not addicted to my phone. I don’t watch the news.

adobo80 – Sept 7, 2023
Never be embarrassed to ask any question on this site. Or express any opinion or desire. We’re a community of sick fucks.

css4870 – Sept 7, 2023
I’m really, really curious, and I’m asking, why do men want to have a dead body??
Is it that dead bodies are their type or is that they like to see what’s not there anymore like with abandoned amusement parks??
I’m asking this because I’m really, really curious, so please don’t take it too bad!! Hah, hah, hah.



freeheroin, 18
i am a very masochistic boy for a sadist over 50 years old. i live with my parents so it’s hard to meet at my house. i have a ymca pass so we can use the locker rooms if you have a ymca pass too. ONLY SADIST OVER 50 YEARS OLD. ONLY SADIST OVER 50 YEARS OLD. ONLY SADIST OVER 50 YEARS OLD. ONLY SADIST OVER 50 YEARS OLD


freeheroin (Owner) – Sept 4, 2023
lana has a song called heroin

metalmachine – Sept 4, 2023
Something I would like to do with an AI is to be able to turn you into a corpse.
Give the necessary data and content to the AI and be able to see you dead in various ways, run over, in a car accident, hanged, beheaded… and in a very realistic way.
But for that I think that the AIs should work with graphic content, and I think that for now it is not possible.

freeheroin (Owner) – Sept 4, 2023
it’s funny really, as i get older and see the freedom of adulthood all i wish is to shackled and have none. maybe it’s all part of God’s plan.



ilovemyass, 19
slave momentarily still owned
soon I will be free again without property constraints
I am looking for a New Master
my name is Vova, current work kiln for the production of bricks, i have already given notice of termination at the end of September
when I was 8 my mother enrolled me in a gymnastics federation (partly because I was too thin partly to not have to be in charge of me all the time)
at 12 my gym teacher never misses an opportunity to touch me, he follows me in the shower to make sure I wash well, he gropes me, helps me get dressed, any good excuse to touch me
at 14 it goes beyond touching with sexual intercourse, kisses, licking, at that time my mother with shift work and a new boyfriend can no longer manage me, and so my gym teacher proposes to leave me at his house from monday to friday, go to school and gymnastics and come home to her on weekends
two more years go by with explicit sex and iron discipline in my teacher’s house
at 16 he beats me for the first time, and then it becomes a rule of the house to beat me, my teacher believes that I masturbate too often, (true 3/4 times a day) and begins with the first physical punishments to correct me, whip, anal invasions, drugs, fasting, left out in the cold naked (no useful result)
at 17 the relationship changes from sexual, authoritarian to sadist/masochist with heavy punishments to me sexual, physical and mental
he continues like this until i am 19 when he informs me that I have become too old for him and that we are terminating the relationship
partially closed because he still occasionally calls me


ilovemyass (Owner) – Sept 21, 2023
change of plans, my former/current master wants to get me completely emasculated. he’s bringing me to thailand to be a t-girl slut, suck a ton of cocks and get fucked and bred by hundreds of men from all over the world.
upon arrival in thailand i will be getting my cock and balls removed, no idea who will be the last person i use my cock with but i thought i would offer it to someone before i leave poland with my cock for the final time



stranglethings, 19
I’m a young skinny femboy in McKinney, Texas. I need a Master to help me become a mindless, dumb, stupid masturbator. I’m trying to become fully addicted to porn, jerking off. I want to become nothing but an empty solosexual shell who can’t think of or do anything but watch porn and jerk. Any Masters good with brainwashing, etc please hit me up. Please help me achieve my dream.


stranglethings (Owner) – Sept 13, 2023
My user name is just a play on Stranger Things.

stranglethings (Owner) – Sept 13, 2023
Conversationalist par excellence.

stranglethings (Owner) – Sept 13, 2023
If bottom doggy or pretzel dip or flatiron or Cowboy or missionary are my favorites.

stranglethings (Owner) – Sept 13, 2023
Bottom if it absolutely has to get to that.



FistGapeRepeat, 21
I don’t charge, but if you want to give me money I have no problem, I am looking for men to turn my butthole into a punching bag, I like that they take photos and videos while they do that, I want to always be fulfilled sexually and mentally, I think doing the first will lead to the second.


FistGapeRepeat (Owner) – Sept 9, 2023
As long as I’m attracted to the person in one way or another even if it’s just their fist then definitely so long as T and some food.

Sharp-edge – Sept 9, 2023
Nothing better than a really cute boy lost in the drug world. I know it sounds bad, but theoretically I’d love to have him at my place for some time fisting him constantly and offering him all the T he needs and eventually make him completely dependent on me.

FistGapeRepeat (Owner) – Sept 8, 2023
No fist -> no fuck

norefusal – Sept 8, 2023
this boy hit me up on grindr a while back. i agreed to host. we met. he was nice, cute and intelligent but something seemed off. he admitted to being homeless. then explained he was recently made homeless by getting kicked out of a post-rehab sober house for relapsing. i agreed to let him smoke T in my house although i didn’t partake.

the T made getting hard difficult for him but i fucked and fisted his ass like i’ve never fucked and fisted ass before or since.

i agreed to meet a few more time and often gave him hand me down clothes or small amounts of cash for the bus etc. he was interesting and well read and one of the sweetest guys i ever met off grindr. but in addition to struggling w addiction he also struggled with mental health. the two combined made him volitile and super paranoid and he could go from mr adorable to a raving lunatic in a heartbeat. it was too much and i had to stop contact.



imhungryyeah, 19
Tired of being a twunky boy. Ready for my twunk death. Ready to become an obese pig. Hoping to pile on the pounds with some encouragement from a cruel feeder. Who knows, maybe I’ll like it.


LexLuthor – Sept 19, 2023
He is not very smart.

BigLad – Sept 14, 2023
Christ I bet you taste good.

AshHawk – Sept 12, 2023
Daddy issues and many many other issues.



DownerKing, 19
I just got out of a 2 year relationship with a girl and need desperately to indulge my gay fetish fantasy before I find another girl. I’m bored out of my mind. I want to be turned in to a toilet in absolutely radical manners. My first sexual experience was eating the shit of a man who kidnapped me every day for six months before he was killed in a shootout with police. So I’m looking for a masc hungry, horned, aggressive shitpig God! I love begging to chew your shit and you can live stream it. Force chem and blood slam me, I’m into shitshake, shitfuck, shitkiss, smearing, subhuman, vile, sewer filth NO CONSENT extreme shitplay. But hurry because there’s already a new girl I’m interested in.


nyShiTeaTnNigger4whT – Sept 21, 2023
I want YOU no interest AT ALL in ANY others.

Hardrock101 – Sept 18, 2023
You’ve always been a passive, submissive person and it’s high time you started expressing who you really are.

DownerKing (Owner) – Sept 13, 2023
Will gladly have a few hard drinks with you at a bar first.

Kenny – Sept 8, 2023
He doesn’t say so but he gets off being told his dick is tiny while he’s being shitfucked.
Lavish him with praise about how pretty he is then tell him the truth when you’re shitfucking him.
I have been in two relationships with tiny ditched boys and my experience has been I didn’t want to offend them so I said their size didn’t matter.
It did and I ended up shitfucking other hung boys. Only recently have I found myself with a desire to shitfuck small dicked boys.
Getting hard typing this.



YouDecideFagsFate, 20
Attractive young drag entertainer and apprentice landscaper, but more importantly a faggot available in Melun, France not far from the Train station to be demolished without limit or pity from Wednesday 1 p.m. to Thursday 2 p.m.

I love being beaten up, being force raped even if it means choking and strangling me, being viciously insulted, having my pretty face used as a punching bag, being strangled, being tied up sequestered and my asshole used til it bleeds and wrenches apart and turns inside out, also love being destroyed in a local cellar, a stairwell, a hall, an underground elevator

Big love for the city guy scum violent guy macho bastard who doesn’t hesitate for a second.

No matter what state I finish in do not care, you can go as hard as you want, I’m here for that and I shut my mouth.


Dupytrens – Sept 19, 2023
Just sayin’

Dupytrens – Sept 17, 2023
He is currently under this EMG trigger: “Quarantine File a Day project. In this hypnosis session a trigger was placed in his mind so that if someone he knows sends him a command surrounded by brackets [ ] he immediately and subconsciously follows the command. This works in email, text or chat but only if they are addressed to him. He does not remember the commands that were given, or even listening to the file.”

YouDecideFagsFate (Owner) – Sept 8, 2023
Oh I have a pink collar with bells that I like to wear during sex but that’s about it for my requests.

Jose – Sept 6, 2023
To my fellow total top brothers … I’m just curious how you guys see yourselves and your penis. For me my dick controls my life haha not in a bad way but more in an extension of my primal being. When I go on a hike I’ll stop in a clearing and jerk off, same for if I’m staying in a hotel. I need to leave a piece of me everywhere I go. In everyone I fuck. I would genuinely fuck anyone and anything, and I fucking love doing it. If the aliens came to earth tomorrow I’d probably want to shoot my load in their alien cunts haha.



Food4thought, 18
Look closely at the face of this young man. What he has in common with the majority of people who have lived on the earth is he is dead, having been strangled, stripped nude by a male with an erect penis who took him forcefully before, during, and after death, and enjoyed his nude body, playing with it like a fucktoy, using his lips on every part of this young man’s body. He lived his entire life to be part of a single man’s fantasy, who enjoyed telling him he would die, and savoring his death throes as the life-force left him, with a rock-hard penis thrusting deeply unto his asshole. He was butchered afterwards as his butcherer sniffed cocaine and drank bourbon. Did it matter against the canvas of human history? Did his killer ensure he endured a painful death? Did this slut achieve orgasm in the seconds before he died? Was there any real reason for his killer to feel regret or have pangs of conscience? Did his killer take souveniers? Or keep swatches of pubic hair? Did his killer’s tongue explore his asshole after death? How long did his killer stay hard shoving his hard penis all the way in and half way out. Again and again and again. Do you envy him? How long did his killer keep the carcass after death? Young men have been killed for sexual enjoyment by males since the beginning of time with no penalties. Think of the odor as he decomposed. Think of the look on his face as the life-force ebbed. Did he scream? What were his last thoughts before his existence was terminated? Questions to ponder. I am not saying that such behavior is good or bad. But in the final analysis, in many ways humans are no different than ants on an anthill, or the fish we catch by the millions to be gutted, cooked, and eaten.


Anonymous – Sept 16, 2023
and your point is … ?




p.s. Hey. ** _Black_Acrylic, Oh, thanks a lot for that, Ben. The Jlin is out? I’ll get it. Though poor me without a turntable. Enjoy the spins. ** Dominik, Hi!! I think Zac said he was glad he went to the dino show. All he talked about were the animatronics so maybe focus on them? My mouth is still slightly parted in anticipation for the cookies, but I’m sure love will come through, especially if I help him out with a trip to the supermarket. I turned off notifications, so that stopped the fake alert, but hopefully now I won’t miss a real alert that an asteroid is speeding towards the city. Oil mopping up is the worst! Even worse than spilled coffee grounds, although it’s a tight race. Love going back in time and making the cool snow globe that a friend of mine in the US sent me as a gift not arrive after having been smashed into a thousand glass shards by the fucking post office, G. ** Steve Erickson, I’m actually on the hunt for evidence of ‘Ollie’s’ music videos, and, if I find some, I’ll share them. Yes, I saw footage of the flooding there on the news. Holy crap. That’s crazy. I need to try ‘Stop Making Sense’ again. At the time it came out, it was the death knell of my interest in Talking Heads. I thought the turn towards artsy theatrics and choreography and all of that destroyed what was interesting about them. But the seemingly entire world disagrees with that assessment, so I should test myself, I guess. Everyone, Steve has written an overview of the LGBTQ contingent entries in the New York Film Festival, which should be quite interesting, so read up. ** Ollie 🐡, Wait, Darby🐡. Right, Ollie as in Oliver as in ‘Oliver Twist’, but … what’s wrong with sounding like a beggar boy? Thanks a bunch about the art show. Really glad you liked it. Think positive: more time to write! And, you know, exercise too! What did your meal consist of? Right, you get discounts on spooky stuff at the store. Use it, for sure. What do they do with the unsold stuff? I guess they probably just send it back or trash it? Last year Zac and I went on closing day to a big Halloween Spirit store because they had this great, crazy castle construction in the store. We were hoping they’d just give it to us so we could use it in our movie. But they absolutely refused. They said they had to destroy it for some official reason. So we went out back of the store and watched a huge truck drive over and over that beautiful castle until it was a thin, ragged layer of cardboard. Wtf?! Those wonderful links you tried to share with me didn’t work for some reason and only delivered code, but I see the objects’ names, so I’ll just go be my industrious self and hunt them down solo. No problem. So, thank you! And … good morning? ** Okay. Just as a side note, when I started this blog ages ago, I had a few rules. One of the rules was that if there was ever a day when not a single commenter referenced that day’s blog post, I would stop doing the blog. I’m not going to stop doing the blog, obviously, but I do think it’s interesting that it’s taken all these years for that to actually happen as it did here yesterday. And otherwise, can you believe September is already over? I’m shocked. But here are the slaves to prove the month’s conclusion is the case. See you on Monday.

Abbas Kiarostami Day *

* (restored/expanded)


‘Abbas Kiarostami is the most influential and controversial post-revolutionary Iranian filmmaker and one of the most highly celebrated directors in the international film community of the last decade. During the period of the ‘80s and the ‘90s, at a time when Iranians had such a negative image in the West, his cinema introduced a humane and artistic face.

‘Kiarostami is a graduate of Tehran University’s Faculty of Fine Arts in Painting. He was first involved in painting, graphics and book illustration and then began his film career by making credit-titles and commercials.

‘He founded the film department of the Institute for the Intellectual Development of Children and Young Adults (known as Kanun) where a number of the highest quality Iranian films were produced. He ran the department for five years and at the same time directed his first film, Bread and Alley, in 1970. Making educational films for children at Kanun, a non-commercial organization, helped him form his basic approach to cinema.

‘Although Kiarostami made several award-winning films early in his career, it was after the revolution that he earned a highly esteemed reputation on the stage of world cinema. 20 years after his ground-breaking debut feature, Report (1977), he was awarded the prestigious Palme d’Or (Golden Palm) award at the Cannes International Film Festival for his film Taste of Cherry in 1997.

‘His masterpiece Close-Up (1990) and, later, the poetic Life and Nothing More… (1992) led to Kiarostami’s discovery in the West, and only then it was mainly by the French. He won the Un Certain Regard award for the latter at Cannes.

‘Kiarostami belongs to a generation of filmmakers who created the so called “New Wave”, a movement in Iranian cinema that started in the ‘60s, before the revolution of 1979 and flourished in the ‘70s. Directors like Farrokhzad, Saless, Bayzai, and Kimiavi were the pioneers of this movement. They made innovative art films which had highly political and philosophical tones and poetic language. Some, like Saless (who is compared to Bresson), introduced a realist (minimal plot, non-dramatic) style, while others, like Kimiavi (known as the Iranian Godard, mixing fantasy and reality), employed a metaphoric form.

‘What distinguishes Kiarostami’s style is his unique but unpretentious poetic and philosophical vision. Not only does he break away from conventional narrative and documentary filmmaking, he also challenges the audience’s role. He plays with their expectations and provokes their creative imagination. His films invite the viewer to reflect, confront stereotypes, and actively question their assumptions. In Taste of Cherry, the reason for Mr. Badii’s suicide is not given to the viewer. Consequently, the audience has to imagine that reason. In Kiarostami’s words, the untold or unexplained parts of his films are created in the minds of his audience. What is presented as obscure or hidden becomes clear and apparent through the audience’s imagination (for example, characters’ motivations and inner worlds). In this way, the audience member becomes responsible for the clarity that she/he expects from the film.

‘In Taste of Cherry, the shift from narrative to documentary not only adds another layer to the film but separates and distances the audience and therefore creates a space for his/her presence in the film. For example, in the final sequence, where the hero lies in his grave, a long fade shifts the film from the narrative section to a behind-the-scenes documentary (shot on video) where we see Kiarostami and his crew. The long fade becomes a trigger for viewers to start feeling their own presence, as well as a mirror to see themselves in. It also motivates them to think about the ways they can understand the shift from the narrative to the documentary, as well as the change in formats from film to video.

‘Kiarostami, in his movement towards a plotless cinema and a minimal and elliptic compressed narrative, has also used the dark screen in a number of his films, serving similar goals in terms of the audience’s involvement. The dark scene in the cellar where the young village girl is milking the cow while the hero is citing Forough’s poetry to her in The Wind Will Carry Us (1999), and the seven minute black scene in A.B.C. Africa (2001) where we hear Kiarostami talk, beautifully challenge the audience’s expectations as well as celebrating the creative use of sound. This striking moment in ABC Africa occurs when Kiarostami stops talking as he enters his room in complete darkness. We hear him drawing the window’s curtain but we don’t see anything for awhile. Suddenly a lightning bolt reveals the view of trees for a second. The image has become magical because it is delayed and anticipated for a long time.

‘Another way that Kiarostami invites the creative participation of his audience can be seen in his film Close-Up, where he interrupts and undermines the expected dramatic flow of the story-line with minor characters whose lives are not considered dramatic or important. He also mixes fact and fiction in such a way that it is impossible to separate the two. The non-chronological order of the scenes in the film which offer different points-of-view urge the audience to make sense of the story (putting it in their order), as well as asking them to judge the characters on their own terms.

Close-Up not only refers to the role of cinema in Iran as a means of power, popularity, and social mobility, similar to the role of basketball for black youth in America, but it also confronts the viewer with her/his own relationship to cinema. Kiarostami criticises the role of media and the media-maker in deceiving the audience – a contemporary universal issue. In this film more than his other films, Kiarostami reveals the characters through their lies and performances. Hence Kiarostami’s quotation “the shortest way to truth is lie.”

‘Close-Up contains many key elements of Kiarostami’s cinema. The main character is innocent yet corrupt. Although here, unlike in Traveler (1974) or The Wind Will Carry Us, he is sympathetic. Both behind-the-scenes and within the frame, Kiarostami is self-critical as a filmmaker. We see him in the opening scene talking to the hero in prison and toward the end we hear him talking to his crew. In Homework (1990) he interviews the children and in Case No. 1 and Case No.2 (1979) he interviews a number of cultural authorities. The filmmaker, though as a fictional character, appears again in Through the Olive Trees (1994), Life and Nothing More… and The Wind Will Carry Us. This self-conscious cinema is a double-edged sword. It can be read as a self-critical cinema where Kiarostami questions his role as a filmmaker. Also, it can be seen as a means to distance the audience and make them conscious.

‘What is so specific in Kiarostami’s style is his attention to form and the role it plays in creating poetry and humor in his films. As Tati demonstrates, and as observed by Jonathan Rosenbaum, form plays a major role in creating cinematic humor. What is normally non-humorous is seen and heard as humorous, ridiculous, or absurd through Kiarostami’s films. Similar to Tati’s Playtime (1967), Kiarostami’s fantastic short Orderly or Disorderly (1981) derives its power and humor through shot composition, the use of sound, and, in particular, Kiarostami’s voice over. The high angle long shots of the children in the school-yard lining up to drink water or gettin
g on the bus, as well as the impatient drivers who complicate traffic in a Tehran intersection, reveal the humorous nature of chaos and order in public spaces.

‘Also, form as a zigzag pattern is emphasised through shot composition or camera movement. For example, the recurrent image of zigzagging roads in his films has become a philosophical and metaphysical statement as well as revealing the general situation of his characters. The zigzag path in Where is the Friend’s House? (1987) shows the many turns that the child has to take in order to find his friend. Similarly, the man who is driving on the hilly roads in Taste of Cherry is looking for someone to bury him. In Life and Nothing More…, the filmmaker has to find two children who acted in his previous film, following a deadly earthquake that shook northern Iran. Even sometimes the zigzagging movements of an object like an apple in The Wind Will Carry Us or the empty spray can in Close-Up show the randomness of fate. They are practically Kiarostami’s signatory shots.

‘Kiarostami’s later films, especially the three films that are known as a trilogy, Where is the Friend’s House?, Through the Olive Trees, and Life and Nothing More…, have a strong emphasis on landscape and architecture, revealing Kiarostami’s philosophical point-of-view. The beautiful view of trees revealed through the ruins of the village in Where is the Friend’s House?, the long shot of the cracked road in Life and Nothing More…, and the long shot of the wheat field in The Wind Will Carry Us, remind the audience of the beauty that the main character ignores. As Kiarostami gradually moves toward nature and rural characters and settings, the landscape shots become more instrumental in the structure of his post-revolutionary films.

‘Although Kiarostami uses small crews and mainly non-actors and no script, his recent documentary feature A.B.C. Africa signals the emergence of a new approach. It is his first film that is shot outside Iran and on digital video. The film is predominately shot in English, saturated in colour, and has wall-to-wall music. Unlike most of his previous films, A.B.C. Africa is populated with strong women characters – a sharp contrast to his previous films, where the absence of women was noticeable. One can view this as another movement in his cinema that has started mainly with The Wind Will Carry Us and is continued in his most recent film, Ten (2002), films which feature mainly women characters.

‘Kiarostami’s cinema celebrates the economy of film language and offers an alternative to the fancy, excessive mainstream cinema. A controversial characteristic of his films is how they encourage the audience to reflect and creatively participate in them. His films challenge viewers’ stereotypes and make them aware of their own blind spots. A refreshing experience of watching Kiarostami’s films is how they resist giving an expected, homogeneous, or exotic “third-world” image of Iranian culture to the audience. Each of his films, even those that are shot in the remote rural areas of Iran, reflect McLuhan’s concept of the “global village” and our disillusion of the image of “self” as separate, immune, and distant from the “other”.’ — Mehrnaz Saeed-Vafa, Senses of Cinema





Abbas Kiarostamis @ IMDb
‘The Films Of Abbas Kiarostami: A Retrospective’
‘What is the best introduction to Abbas Kiarostami films?’
‘Iranian Director Abbas Kiarostami: ‘The Situation in Iran Has Never Been This Dark”
AK @ Strictly Film School
AK @ The Criterion Collection
‘Meeting Abbas Kiarostami’
‘With Borrowed Eyes: An Interview with Abbas Kiarostami’
‘Behind closed doors with director Abbas Kiarostami’
‘Abbas Kiarostami, l’homme qui peint l’amour sur la surface des êtres’
‘Abbas Kiarostami @ 75’
‘Abbas Kiarostami, In His Own Words’
‘Nature Has No Culture: The Photographs of Abbas Kiarostami’
‘They Should Be Grateful’
AK @ Artificial Eye
‘US refuses visa to Iranian film director Abbas Kiarostami’
‘Abbas Kiarostami on Japan, Actors, and His Use of Sound’
‘The films that Abbas Kiarostami carries inside’
‘Abbas Kiarostami- Not A Martyr’
”A Wolf Lying in Wait’: The Poetry of Abbas Kiarostami
‘Contemporary Neorealist Principles in Abbas Kiarostami’s Filmmaking’
‘Fiction Criticizing Reality: Abbas Kiarostami and the Cracked Windshield of Cinema’
‘The Metaphysical Riddles of Abbas Kiarostami’



Abbas Kiarostami – An IU Cinema Exclusive

A short film made for Venezia 70 – Future Reloaded (2013)

Open Conversation with Abbas Kiarostami

Seagull Eggs by Abbas Kiarostami

Abbas Kiarostami at Indiana University

Lumière and Company – Abbas Kiarostami


from BOMB


Akram Zaatari I would like to know more about your idea of the film and the lie. Let’s start with Close-up in which a man fabricates a lie out of his passion for cinema and hence makes his own film. One of the powerful points of Close-up for me was the fact that it merges film and life. Through the Olive Trees, on the other hand, presents itself clearly as the making of a film. What’s different in the second approach?

Abbas Kiarostami Our work starts with a lie on a daily-routine basis. When you make a film you bring elements from other places, other environments, and you gather them together in a unity that really doesn’t exist. You’re faking that unity. You call someone a husband or a son. My own son was critical of me because in the second film, Life Goes On, I hint that these two people are married, and that’s what I lead the audience to believe at the end of that film. In Through the Olive Trees, I come up with the idea that they are not really married, and it’s just the boy who is really fascinated by the girl. In my next film, I’m going to show another layer of truth in that actually the boy is not really that crazy about the girl. So, my son is
critical that I keep lying to people, that I keep changing. In the next film it’s really the girl who loves the boy. My son concluded that perhaps if we analyze different aspects of the lie, then we can arrive at the truth. In cinema anything that can happen would be true. It doesn’t have to correspond to a reality, it doesn’t have to “really” be happening. In cinema, by fabricating lies we may never reach the fundamental truth, but we will always be on our way to it. We can never get close to the truth except through lying.

AZ You’re now working on a fourth addition to what was to be a trilogy. The idea of a film that develops into another film can go on indefinitely. Where are you reaching with this? Is it merely a motivation to make another film?

AK As long as this series is fresh and has energy, I’ll go with it until I’m exhausted. I have had other scripts I have made a commitment to making, but when I finish a film, I still have emotional attachments to elements of that film. So it becomes an edge on my part, to go back to the same story and make another film so I can get it out of my system. When I made the first movie in that trilogy, Where Is the Friend’s House?, I never felt the certainty and intimacy that I feel now about that particular environment. Back then it presented a new environment, new people, fresh subject matter . . . but it didn’t have the same energy. Now I feel I am much more deeply involved with the actors of this film.

AZ How did you connect to the narrative of Through the Olive Trees?

AK There was a four-minute scene in Life Goes On in which the main character, Hossein, is attracted to Tahereh, the same girl in Through the Olive Trees. It was interesting to me that the girl wasn’t reacting to him because I was under the impression that in a village community there would be more equality in terms of relationships. You wouldn’t see the kind of choices people make in urban environments. But she says, “You’re not good enough for me.” It was interesting that something like that existed in a village environment.

AZ How did the narrative evolve from that point? I read that you started with a 15-page treatment. What changed between the treatment and the film?

AK I really wanted to avoid having a film-within-the-film structure but I just couldn’t come up with anything else. So, I followed the 15-page treatment I had put together, and that was the basis of the film. I wrote those 15 pages as an encouragement to the cast and crew so they could base their work on something. But as far as I’m concerned, I’d be fine with only five pages of material. That provides enough of a narrative foundation. If you write something well in advance, you develop a fixation and a sense of commitment to it that might restrict your freedom in terms of improvising or coming up with new ideas. I like to save that kind of freedom for when I shoot the film. When you write a script and think it should be turned into a film word by word, then what is the motivation to go out and turn it into a film?

AZ You’ve said that you wrote the dialogue of Olive Trees, but in fact it belongs to the non-actors and actors in your film. Can you elaborate on that?

AK I give them the general subject matter the night before. And I start communicating with them so they can really clear out their minds from any previous exposure to a script. This way they come to the set with a fresh mind. The following day, rehearsing before the shoot, I work on it with them from an entirely different angle. Then, the moment before starting to shoot, I play this trick on them. I say, “Forget about what we just discussed, let’s go back to what we discussed last night.” The advantage of this technique is that the actors are unable to use memorized words. They know what the idea is, but they have to make up new ways of putting a sentence together. And doing that, they have the same anxieties you would have. So, I simply remind them of a general subject while we’re shooting. It’s like a computer: you want them to be blank-minded so you program them, then get immediate feedback.

AZ Both Hossein in Through the Olive Trees and Sabzian in Close-up are men who are unsuccessful in their lives. Hossein would like to marry Tahereh, but she refuses him because he doesn’t own a house. Sabzian has lost his job and his wife. However, they are both able to realize their dreams through faking reality: Hossein plays the husband of Tahereh in the film shown being made in Olive Trees. Sabzian fabricates a lie and lives for a while the way he would like to live, as a director. Your male characters are very modest, except for the filmmaker characters, who operate on a different level and seem able to solve everyone’s problems. I would like to know more about the role you attribute to the filmmaker in society.

AK I can see why you might have misunderstood me in terms of the power I give to the director. In both films, the directors are really the background characters. The real figures come to exist within that background. So the background is just a vehicle. I use the director characters to bring the other characters to the forefront. A director character needs to show some strength and power, some control of the environment. It’s only natural that they would be perceived as stronger characters.

AZ In Olive Trees, there are three strong women characters: Tahereh, who refuses to marry Hossein; her stubborn grandmother; and Mrs. Shiva, the assistant director. But these characters, like women characters in your other films, remain opaque and unexplored. Is this deliberate?

AK Traditionally, in Iranian films, the female characters are portrayed in two categories: as mothers or as mistresses. And in neither of these categories are characters I’d like to use. They lack human dimension. Many Western films suffer from the same shortcomings. Women are treated like cosmetic characters, just to boost box office sales. There are two other types of women characters in Iranian films. The first is the heroic type, which I can’t relate to because they’re too shrewd. The second is the victim, which again is a type I can’t relate to. Outside of these four categories there isn’t much left to deal with. There are exceptional women characters, but then I don’t make movies about exceptions. I would like to deal with normal women, and I don’t find too many of them. I would like to have that kind of woman character whose womanhood is not an issue, but I just can’t find them. There’s an Italian actor, Lando Bozanco, whose films are very popular in Iran. His characters are macho and naive at the same time. In Iranian films you have a lot of women who are like that male character. They are too concerned or too much aware of their womanhood, and are somewhat pretentious about it.

AZ And your male characters are the opposite of that.

AK They are just normal human beings. Their sexuality is not a question.

AZ You rely on your own experiences in your films, things that happen within the family or that you observe in society. What do you think outsiders to your culture wouldn’t understand in your films?

AK I normally go with the most commonplace experiences, so every type of audience can relate to them. Can you pinpoint something in particular that you think relates to me personally and would not be visible to other audiences?

AZ Is there any kind of humor, for example, that specific audiences would or would not react to?

AK The audiences have different expectations, and it wouldn’t be correct to categorize them by the regions they come from. There is a relationship with which I can’t interfere between the film and its audience. The movies and the way audiences react to them have to d
o with the audience’s minds, and it’s not something we can measure like somebody’s shoe size.

AZ Since you have worked so much with local communities in Iran, do you think you can work in some other society where you haven’t lived? Do you think you can come up with plots with the same power?

AK What is Iranian about Through the Olive Trees and Close-up? In Olive Trees, there is nothing terribly Iranian about the relationship between Hossein and Tahereh. The same is true about Sabzian and the way he relates to the family. It’s not really Iranian. I make my films about human beings and their universality. In that sense I don’t restrict myself to a certain area. We may be different in terms of the color of our skins, but we get the same toothaches.

AZ I think what speaks to the fact that your films do come from a very specific place is the way you examine the tension between tradition and modernity, between rurality and urbanity. The audience is made aware of the presence of new settlements next to a highway. We hear the noise of cars but never see them.

AK I’m only posing questions by showing those types of conflicts. I would never think of myself as someone who also comes up with some way of resolving them. In a scene in Olive Trees, a bunch of girls are dressed in black and later another bunch of children are dressed in bright colors. Compared to the earlier scene in the film where women are dressed in black, I treated the colorful scene with a lot more freedom to evoke an open environment. To me, that is the visual comment I’m making. I react with sorrow to any sort of change that would not be consistent with the freedom of people. When they chop down trees to construct buildings, I feel the same sadness.

AZ But isn’t that the way things have been going for a long time?

AK That’s why I mentioned earlier not to expect a solution or a judgement from me. I feel the same way about the idea of my grandmother’s death. I’m really sad, but there is nothing I can do about it. I don’t have the power to say, “No, I want to keep her forever.” But when she goes, there’s no way I would not be sad about it.

AZ Koker, the area you filmed, was depopulated by the earthquake. I see that as a big problem, but you seem to portray a very embellished image of the post-quake period in Koker. You called that film Life Goes On, as if the problems of the earthquake had been overcome, which is not the case.

AK I would agree with you that I do embellish. Life is alive and well and keeps on going. Life is stronger than death because life is still there. After I made the second film, somebody asked, “When do you think the normal life of these people will resume again?” And I said, “On the third day, when I saw them washing their carpets.” But I was mistaken when I talked further with the people. I realized they had stories going back to the time of the earthquake. There was a man who had fallen under a huge piece of metal, and the minute he started to get out from under it to save himself—as far as he’s concerned—that’s when life started again.

AZ In the beginning of this interview you mentioned something about your process of filmmaking being very open to change. From casting to editing, a film might transform into a different film. Can you comment more on what qualities this adds to the film? Could it be a film that is more open to interpretation, for example?

AK I wouldn’t know about people’s interpretations, but I find it extremely useful in terms of the way I work. It allows me to make those changes. During the film you have Hossein correct the director. He tells him that the girl doesn’t have to say Mr. Hossein—when she addresses him, that “Hossein” is enough. When you don’t have a prepared script and are allowing that kind of freedom you can have situations like that. Sometimes we go from Tehran to remote villages, and it would be a mistake for us to go there with preconceptions and the inability to change.

AZ I wanted to compliment you on the use of sound in your film. Relying on ambient sounds, you rarely use music as an emotional guide.

AK For some directors the significance of sound is more important than the visual. When we go out to shoot, sometimes people ask the crew where they’re going and they say, “We’re just going to record some sound, but we’re taking a cinematographer with us, just in case.” If you just concentrate on the visual, you would be dealing with only one side of the cube. Sometimes we put so much emphasis on our shot, it’s as if we’re telling the world, “Shut up, the picture is so important!” But if you look at you and me sitting here talking, there are all these noises around us. That’s an important part of reality.


20 of Abbas Kiarostami’s 48 films

The Traveler (1974)
‘Kiarostami’s first full-length feature (following the hour-long The Experience) depicts the adventures of a resourceful but amoral 10-year-old boy, Qasem, who will stop at nothing to see the Iranian national football team play an important match at a stadium in Tehran. By stealing money from his parents, swindling his schoolmates, and selling off his own football team’s gear, he manages to finance a ticket and traveling expenses. But the trip that ensues doesn’t quite go according to plan.’ — Film Society of Lincoln Center



A Wedding Suit (1976)
‘Through almost purely visual means, Kiarostami creates an O. Henry–like story of a wedding suit “borrowed” from the tailor’s for a night, and uses it to explore the world of working youths in the shops and streets of Tehran. To outward appearances, the boys in question have only to wait on adults, delivering tea from the cafe or being a tailor’s assistant. But with adults out of earshot, an active subculture thrives, a hive of youthful desire for that which is perceived as unattainable, whether it is a girl, as in The Experience, or, in this film, a bespoke suit made for a middle-class mama’s boy but coveted by the fast-talking street kids who give the film its life, its pathos, and its subtle class message.’ — Judy Bloch



Rangha (1976)
‘I’m calling this “Learning with Abbas”, feauturing Italian-Job-tense toy car racing (Tom Sachs, U jelly?), and a structural repetition based around the enchantment of putting coloured stuff in glasses of water, which, come on, was like inventing your own softie, and also features practically every other kidnip: a duck’s feet, farm equipment, goldfish, chugging from the box, and who can forget shooting chromatically-sequential bottles on a shelf with a massive revolver?’ — TLSC



Avaliha (1984)
‘Even though FIRST GRADERS is clearly the other Kiarostami film with subject matter closest to HOMEWORK, I was struck at the structural similarities between HOMEWORK and ABC AFRICA. Both start with a reflexive intro that establishes the director’s mission; both contain the director’s visual/verbal presence and occasional direct commentary; both accept and present evidence that might not perfectly illustrate the inscribed sociopolitical thesis; and both end with the film’s most aestheticized sequence, shifting the stylistic terms of the piece. By contrast, FIRST GRADERS dips from time to time into a fictional shot breakdown instead of a documentary shot breakdown; and the fictional elements don’t really shift the terms of the piece – it’s more as if they brush us back a bit, like a pitcher throwing an inside fastball to keep us from getting too comfortable.’ — Shooting Down Pictures



Where is the friend’s home? (1984)
‘The film that established director Abbas Kiarostami’s reputation outside his native Iran, Where Is the Friend’s Home? tells a simple story in such a spare fashion, many critics found its impact to be almost subliminal. As the film opens Ahmed (Ahmed Ahmed Poor), a grade schooler, watches as his teacher (Kheda Barech Defai) berates a fellow student, Mohammed (Babek Ahmed Poor), for repeatedly failing to use his notebook for his homework , threatening expulsion on the next offense. When Ahmed returns home, he realizes he’s accidentally taken Mohammed’s notebook. Against his mother’s orders, he sets out in search Mohammed’s house, encountering false leads, dead ends, and distractions as he attempts to enlist adults in his search.’ — Keith Phipps, Rovi




Homework (1989)
Homework is nowhere more classically modernist than in its allusiveness and chaste renunciation of all explicit meaning. But this aesthetic choice is equally a command. Given that he too is under scrutiny by authority (in the shape of Iran’s post-revolutionary regime), Kiarostami must tread a thin line between connotation and denotation. Paradoxically, the enforced obliquity works to the film’s advantage by lending it a wider metaphorical resonance. We aren’t permitted the complacency of thinking that institutionalised child abuse is a problem confined to the patriarchal Middle East. Kiarostami’s documentary mirror also points at us. The footage was shot in 1987 at the height of Iran’s eight-year war with Iraq, and Kiarostami no less than Wiseman characterises state education as a preparatory boot camp. Two or three times, we see the complete student body assembled in the schoolyard, jumping, beating puny chests, shaking tiny fists and chanting: “The warriors are victorious… Saddam’s followers are doomed.” I have attended screenings of Homework where some viewers audibly cooed over these scenes as if determined to find the spectacle of baby militarism adorable. They weren’t being utterly thick in that a feint of innocuous cuteness is one tactic the movie uses to throw the authorities off the scent. Moreover, the esprit de corps demonstrated by the pupils is visibly shaky – hard as the teachers try to preserve a martial discipline, stray tots repeatedly break rank. (At one point, professing outrage at the sloppily performed rites, Kiarostami shuts off the sound.)’ — Peter Matthews

the entire film


Close-Up (1990)
Close-up is neither a documentary nor a drama but a provocative, unconventional merging of the two, a meditation on perplexities of justice, social inequity, and personal identity that also subtly interrogates the processes and purposes of cinema. The film met with a mixed, generally unappreciative reaction when it was first shown in Iran in 1990. Abroad, however, it proved singularly successful. Although displayed at second- and third-tier festivals in the West, Close-up made such an impression among critics and cinephiles that it paved the way for Kiarostami’s elevation to Cannes, New York, and other top festivals with his next film, And Life Goes On (1992). Arguably, no film was more dramatic or decisive in heralding the international artistic arrival of postrevolutionary Iranian cinema. At the end of the 1990s, Kiarostami was voted the most important director of the decade by U.S. critics in Film Comment, while dozens of international and Iranian film experts surveyed by the Iranian magazine Film International named Close-up the best Iranian film ever made.’ — The Criterion Collection

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Life, and Nothing More… (1992)
‘Conventionally considered the second of director Abbas Kiarostami’s undesignated ‘Koker trilogy,’ following Where is the Friend’s House? and preceding Through the Oliver Trees, Life,and Nothing More… (1992) positions itself between fact and fiction as it presents a Kiarostami-double “film director” in his search for Babek and Ahmad Ahmadpour, the child actors of Kiarostami’s (and his) feature Where is the Friend’s House?. Though the film’s narrative, implicitly modeled on Kiarostami’s presumed real-life attempt to locate the Ahmadpour’s after the June 1990 Manjil-Rudbar earthquake, unfolds within a week of the tragedy, a greater temporal gap from the time of the earthquake to that of the shooting is belied by the autumnal colors that mimetically reinforce the mass casualties (e.g. the death) afflicting the region. In this way, the film maintains a looser relationship to its stated temporal coordinates, and thus to the reality it is presenting, than is stipulated by the narrative. Enough time has intervened to call into question whether the results of Kiarostami’s search – parallel to the ‘film director’s’ – were as uncertain as they were made to appear. All of this is to say that Life, and Nothing More… is only made to look like a documentary masquerading as a fiction film. In reality, Life, and Nothing More… is a fiction film that looks like a documentary pretending to be a fiction film. Kiarostami’s subsequent Through the Olive Trees usefully clarifies Life, and Nothing More…’s deceptive ontological status: by virtue of the multiple takes of the 1994 film’s reconstruction of the film director-Hossein encounter in Life, and Nothing More…, the spectator is asked retrospectively to identify the earlier film’s identical scene as a construct, with the labor involved in its production – the crew behind the camera, and conceivably, multiple takes – erased from the resulting film. Ultimately, Life, and Nothing More… is fiction to its narratological core, even if the objects of the filmmaker’s quest and their physical environment present a historical reality.’ — Tativille





Through The Olive Trees (1994)
‘The films of Abbas Kiarostami continue to spur polarized, impassioned debates. In depicting the everyday lives of ordinary people through mundane conversations and unremarkable actions, he attempts to capture the essence of the human experience in a way that is honest and contemplative. But in the process of conveying life in real-time, his films can also test one’s patience. In Through the Olive Trees, the director shuts off the camera, only to find that the lives of his actors are far more fascinating off-camera than the characters that they portray on-camera. To accelerate this revelation, that is, to cull out the personal observations of the director for the sake of brevity, is to deny human experience. To trivialize its message is to comment on our own insignificance. Should the camera only be used as an instrument of entertainment? Is the wonder of life only worth capturing when there is an audience?’ — Senses of Cinema





Taste of Cherry (1997)
‘Clearly insufficient as significant anecdote or standard drama, the film’s spare narrative has the opaque, insinuating allure of allegory, or veiled confession. That, during filming, Kiarostami himself occupied the off-camera seat in every conversation we see, suggests the filmmaker revisiting his own struggles with inner darkness. Yet if we read the seminarian as “religion” and the taxidermist as “natural philosophy” we glimpse a debate that galvanized Iranian philosophers of the Middle Ages, and, in Kiarostami’s handling, can be parsed as a subtle argument against theocracy. Or, perhaps this is another Kiarostamian film-about-film, with Badii standing for a fading form of auteur cinema whose final act is its own erasure. The interpretations cut in so many directions because the elements are so simple, yet their arrangement is so intricately, seductively suggestive. Why does the film not tell us why Badii wants to kill himself (perhaps because what it really concerns is why he, or anyone, would want to live)? Why does it oddly pose suicide as involving more than one person (which is actually true of life)? Here, seeing begins in asking.’ — Godfrey Cheshire




The Wind Will Carry Us (1999)
‘Abbas Kiarostami’s 1999 film The Wind Will Carry Us takes its title from a poem by the Iranian artist Forugh Farrokhzad, a controversial figure who preached progressive political and feminist doctrine through a variety of written, verbal, and visual mediums before dying in a car accident in 1967 at age 32. In Kiarostami’s film, the poem is recited in what could be called its centerpiece scene—it’s the only one set indoors—by our unnamed male protagonist as he attempts to seduce a young girl in a dimly lit grotto while she collects milk from the family cow. The encounter isn’t quite as provocative as it might read, and indeed Farrokzhad’s words convey much of the sequence’s visceral and thematic weight. Preoccupied with notions of transience and temporality (“The moon is red and anxious…The clouds await the birth of rain…One second, and then nothing”), the passage is indicative of the film’s larger considerations of death and the incremental accumulation of time, as well the formal and nominal characteristics marking it as a cumulative work for its creator, if not cinema itself at the turn of the millennium.’ — Slant Magazine




Ten (2002)
‘Abbas Kiarostami, best established of Iranian directors and the mentor of several younger filmmakers, is the master of the talking-and-driving movie. He shared the Palme d’Or at Cannes four years ago for Taste of Cherry, in which the protagonist drives around the outskirts of Teheran trying to persuade a variety of people to bury him after he has committed suicide. In Ten, his wonderfully nuanced new picture, at once simple and technically bold, a middle-class woman (Mania Akbari) makes 10 journeys around the inner city. All around her is urban bustle, seen and heard, but the camera never shifts from a position near the middle of the dashboard. The lens is aimed either at her or her passenger, there are no two-shots and we never see the car from the outside.’ — The Guardian




Five Dedicated to Ozu (2003)
‘While Five Dedicated to Ozu arrives relatively free of the extra-screen factors that make films such as Empire (would we hear of this static, eight-hour view of the building if it hadn’t been created by Andy Warhol?) — it is still, indelibly, an experience, in addition to a film, for narrative and even experimental pieces alike rarely call one’s attention to the facts, the literal being there, of sitting in one’s seat with the same keenness that watching a piece of driftwood for over several minutes straight calls to mind. Five Dedicated to Ozu presents five shots involving a beach; the first three, which I have seen so far, are of a piece of driftwood that is carried away by the oncoming tide, a boardwalk anonymous people walk by on, and a bright shot of what looks like dogs on the beach itself. It is quintessential of film that we may continue to discover new details in these shots; an equivalent painting* of, say, a black square on a yellow background would involve the same principles of emphasis and balance, but film moves — it changes, the horizon behind the dogs slowly turns from blue to a brilliant white (by which I knew I’d went too far back, to tell the truth.)’ — Unsung Films


Kiarostami on making of Five


Shirin (2008)
‘The Iranian arthouse master Abbas Kiarostami continues his experiments with subjectivity, cinematic portraiture and fixed camera positions in this intriguing if somewhat exasperating new feature: an installation-type work that might work as well, or better, on a blank wall in an art gallery. We are in a darkened, crowded theatre, and a film is playing: it is the 12th-century legend of Shirin, an Armenian princess who falls tragically in love with a Persian nobleman. But we never see the movie – or rather, we see it only reflected in the eyes of the women watching the film. There are one or two guys in the audience, occasionally to be spotted at the corner of the frame, but this is very much a women’s picture. We hear dialogue, music, the whinnying of horses and the sounds of battle behind us, while Kiarostami’s camera shows us a succession of female faces, entirely in closeup, one after the other: all captivated by the story. The idea is elegant and high-minded, but also, frankly, a bit precious, especially as we have to take on trust the emotional power of this film they’re all watching.’ — The Guardian




Certified Copy (2010)
‘In discussing the influence of poetry on his work, Kiarostami has often spoken of leaving gaps or elisions in his stories in order to invite or oblige the viewer to consciously participate in the creation of meaning. Certified Copy certainly qualifies as a variation on this technique; ultimately, we must determine what “happens” (or doesn’t) in the film, which means that our intentions regarding the characters (do we want them to be strangers or spouses, flirtatious or alienated?) are at least as important as Kiarostami’s. As for what he intends, both cinematically and personally, some of that may be discerned by pondering the two films that Certified Copy arguably has the most significant relationship to: Roberto Rossellini’s Voyage to Italy (1953) and Kiarostami’s own The Report (1977).’ — Godfrey Cheshire




No (2011)
‘A little girl with beautiful hair. She loves movies and wants to become an actress. She is being told about the plot of a movie that she is going to play: “a friend is jealous about her hair and cuts it when she is asleep”. The girl rejects playing the role. Then she is then told that she can play the jealous girl but she again rejects the role.’ — IMDb



Like Someone in Love (2012)
‘I’d like to start with the word like. Twice in Like Someone in Love (2012), we hear Ella Fitzgerald’s 1957 recording of the song of the same title, originally composed for the 1944 film Belle of the Yukon by Jimmy Van Heusen, with lyrics by Johnny Burke. It may seem curious that an Iranian director making a film in Japan with a Japanese cast and crew would give it an English-language title borrowed from a Hollywood soundtrack, especially when he has repeatedly described his own idea of cinema as one in opposition to a Hollywood narrative tradition in which “we want to follow everything or we think the film has failed.” Perhaps we can understand better by looking more closely at the word like. Many of Abbas Kiarostami’s narratives hinge on some form of dissimulation, on acting like. To offer only a few examples: in The Traveler (1974), a boy acts like a photographer, using a camera with no film in it to collect money to buy a ticket to see a soccer game that he will eventually miss because he oversleeps; in Where Is the Friend’s Home? (1987), a young boy, after failing to return the notebook that a friend left behind, will forge the friend’s homework, an act of generosity that will lead to a moment of grace; in Close-up (1990), a film that is both a real and simulated documentary, an unemployed man is accused of pretending to be a filmmaker to take advantage of a family whom he told he was going to make the subject of a film. Dissimulation in each of these works is about testing the limits of authority, social demands, and expectations.’ — Nico Baumbach


NYFF Press Conference: Like Someone in Love


Seagull Eggs (2014)
‘We can see rocks on a sea shore, with cavities, in one of them, the highest, there are 3 seagull eggs, and the waves slam that rock.’ — Letterboxd

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Take Me Home (2016)
‘An errant soccer ball, deserted back stairways run down by time, and a few animal observers: these are the unusual protagonists of a breathtakingly composed visual study, and an unforgettable Iranian filmmaker’s enchanting farewell to the silver screen.’ — The Kiarostami Foundation

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24 Frames (2017)
‘For what would prove to be his final film, Iranian director Abbas Kiarostami gave himself a challenge: to create a dialogue between his work as a filmmaker and his work as a photographer, bridging the two art forms to which he had dedicated his life. Setting out to reconstruct the moments immediately before and after a photograph is taken, Kiarostami selected twenty-four still images—most of them stark landscapes inhabited only by foraging birds and other wildlife—and digitally animated each one into its own subtly evolving four-and-a-half-minute vignette, creating a series of poignant studies in movement, perception, and time. A sustained meditation on the process of image making, 24 Frames is a graceful and elegiac farewell from one of the giants of world cinema.’ — The Criterion Collection







p.s. Hey. ** Dominik, Hi!!! Cool, I aim to boost. Oh, yeah, I think probably that same dinosaur exhibition was here recently, and, sure enough, Zac went, and I think he said it was okay. Being a terrible cook, I am eternally grateful to yesterday’s love for his immense generosity, and I will sit here with my mouth partly open until he delivers. Love helping me figure out how to get rid of a virus (or something) in the form of an alert that pops up in the upper right corner of my desktop every 15 seconds telling me my laptop contains a dangerous virus when my virus detector has informed me seven times that it has none, G. ** Misanthrope, Paris is seriously motherfucking pretty at Xmas as no one in their right mind can deny. I’ll try to interpret Timothee Chalamet dating one of the Kardashians as damage from his goofiness that he cannot control because otherwise that’s kind of a death blow to his reputation for me. Shit, yeah, that is scary about your coworker. Weirdly, my sister texted me last night to say one of my brothers had a bad accident and is in the hospital, but word is he’ll be okay, and I can’t stand him, but still. ** Mark, Hi. How does one gear up for something like that? Exciting in any case. Have a power lunch with Jack today if you haven’t already. I’ve wanted to read Kid Congo Powers’s memoir. I met him when he was just little a little punk tyke who’d started a Ramones Fan Club. I wonder if he writes about that. I’ll have a whole bunch of LA area haunted houses to recommend to you here next week. Big day to you! ** _Black_Acrylic, Hi, B. I haven’t seen ‘The Living End’ since it debuted in theaters. Weird to think it was released in theaters at all. Such a different world now. ** 2Moody, So happy you liked it: the post. Yeah, I too love gruesome miniatures. There are a bunch of artists making very similar little displays, and, unfortunately, they’re all understandably popular and thus very expensive. I think my lecture will be not so good by default, although I will try, assuming I’m stuck doing it, because it’s an unfortunately high profile gig and, you know, my reputation and all of that, ha ha. If you spot the little seagull escapee, I’ll give you a prize. Of some sort. I tried to find one of ‘Ollie’s’ music videos to give you an idea, but they’ve all been deleted. That can’t be good. Okay, I’ve been to HHN numerous times, and, I have to warn you, I have never smelled any fragrance in any of their mazes other than the reek of a sweaty bystander or two. But I might have been prioritising my eyes and not paying sufficient attention, it’s true. If I go this year, I will definitely sniff around. Gosh, maybe I’m not especially into fragrance, now that you mention it. I never think about that. Huh. Maybe I’ll pop into Serge Lutens, who has his shop just down the street from me, and make a wild suggestion. There’s a perfumerie in the Marais here that specialises in transgressive perfumes and colognes, like vomit cologne and sperm-scented perfume and Tom of Finland cologne and that sort of thing. I can’t remember their name. Happiest day (and, you know, night). ** Charalampos, Hi. Oh, I like that book ‘Enter at Your Own Risk’. There’s writings on my stuff by very cool people like Burroughs and John Waters and brilliant theory people and so on in it. I wish it wasn’t so extremely oop. Great luck with the scanning and the submission. No, the accidental seagull is more in the middle of the film. Mousaka is intense, yum. I ate a Syrian falafel last night. Delish. ** Bill, Yes, both Magalhães’s and Harrison’s works have been in a post or so before. I did see a show at Pier 24. I can’t remember what it was. Or maybe it was an art book fair kind of thing. Closing, why? SF seems to be closing bit by bit by bit, no? ** Thomas Moronic, Thanks, T. I’m Halloweening up the world as best I can from Halloween-impaired Paris. Right, you mentioned the Glasgow reading. It’s happening, fun! Lucky them. Film stuff goes well if you don’t count our paucity of funds to do it. Love to you, maestro bud. ** Matt N., Thanks, pal. If you find an amusement park near you let me know so I can do my internet voyeur number on it. Thank you for the kind offer of help. If we get one of these grants we’ve applied for, the grant giver chooses where you work and who you work with. And hopefully we’ll get one because we’re screwed if we don’t. But, yes, thank you! Next time if not now. If I manage to finish the collection, all but one of the stories will be new to everybody else since I only published one of them. They’re things I either wrote or started writing in the last 10-12 years, but since I’m doing a ton of rewriting on them, I guess they’re new, yes. We’ll start working on the audio novel before we go to Japan if we actually manage to go there at all. $$$ I have never been to Brazil. The closest I’ve been is Argentina. I want to. One of my brothers lived there for a while, but I never visited him. I’m less interested in true crime than I used to be. I used to devour true crime. But I still am, I guess, though I guess mostly reading stuff on the internet rather than buy true crime books and magazines. Are you into true crime? Any recommendations, if so? I hope your stomach has turned into a friendly non-entity by this point. ** Right. I decided to restore and update/ expand the blog’s old Abbas Kiarostami post for you today because it was getting creaky and because, well, he’s great. See you tomorrow.

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