Dear folks,
My apologies for this late entry. Last week
 was one long wrestle with fibromyalgia and thus set me back greatly on 
all of my work, and I'm wrestling yet again.  
Marjane Satrapi's Persepolis represents
 a profound success in the transmission of a personal, familial, and 
national narrative through the careful re-membering and re-rendering of 
key moments in personal and collective life as they occur - inextricably
 simultaneous, and linked. 
We are introduced to Satrapi's "Iran" - home 
and state - as she experienced it, through the eyes of a daughter of a 
well to do Marxist family  during and post-revolution. It
 is specifically Satrapi's capacity to convey with the blunt honesty of a
 child's wonder and confusion, the dueling contradictions of her life, 
that allows us to come so painfully close to the heart of the world she 
was stitching together beyond dogma and polemics. There are innumerable 
precious intimate moments in the text that facilitate this - for example
 Satrapi's conversations with God, where she wrestles with the ideals of
 a world void of suffering, beside the very plain examples of pain and 
violence that littered her life. Her desire to "be justice, love and the
 wrath of god all in one," her search for God as the political dynamics 
began to shift and enter more powerfully into her family and intrude 
more deeply into her heart and imaginary world: "God where are you? That
 night he didn't come." (17) And her subsequent abandonment of God (and 
perhaps trust that a healed and just world could be possible) with the 
execution of her uncle. We see her using all of her senses and resources
 to comprehend the stories she was exposed to - ie. taking a long bath 
to understand the torture her grandfather experienced in jail. She cues 
in on something that is so common to us all We are offered witness to 
the way in which state violence enters the psyche of a child in other 
ways as well, For example the way in which she mobilizes her friends to 
attack the son of someone whose father had murdered Marxists during the 
revolution with nails; the way in the first page there is a child's play
 rendition of "execution in the name of the revolution"; the way she 
dresses up as Che and Fidel. "The revolution is like a bicycle. When the
 wheels don't turn it falls" she theorizes. 
Satrapi's uses the interior world of the child as a way to gesture 
towards the transformation and chaos of the society in which she lived. 
The scenes she offers at once lodge in the reader both the question and 
then evidence of how a child retains their childhood in the face of war 
and political oppression - and more broadly how we retain our humanity 
in these conditions. She demonstrates to us that our humanity lives 
precisely in the place of contradiction. Her Marxist parents bringing 
home Nike's from Turkey. Their employment of Maids. The neighbour who 
paraded her legs in miniskirts adopting full religious dress. She shows 
us consistently through the text through luminous examples the defiance 
of the human spirit to submit to - be that her uncle's constant 
reassurance "everything will be ok" prior to his execution, to her 
family's clandestine weekly parties as card nights. 
The 
narration happens strictly in past tense. It is often used in the text 
as a tool to build the context in which the actions that take place in 
the space of the panels occur. They are written from the keen position of
 an attentive author who is adherent to the key theme she wants the text
 to communicate, which in my opinion is, trauma and resilience in the 
face of political oppression - the way these land in the individual 
(psyche, heart and body), the space of the family (nuclear and 
extended), and in the broader society as a whole.
I was particularly interested by her use of large full and half page panels. I think this strategy added to the authority of the child's perspective because it seemed to emphasize 
the events in memory that were hardest to put together, or sat with most
 power. The use of the surreal in these panels gestures towards the 
child's way of utilizing the imaginary as a strategy for emotional 
survival - the way in which we must find ways to contend with things that we sometimes cannot look at in their literal form. I think of the movie Pan's Labyrinth. 
So much more to explore. Moved to no end by this text. Satrapi's father was right when in the text he said 
that her bluntness would "help her later on."(119)
Light,
mia 
Yes the contradictions in the narrative raise all of the interesting questions of this text. It keys the reader in to the author's intent while maintaining the perspective of a child, who couldn't possibly articulate such large ideas.
ReplyDeleteGlad you were able to pipe in. I appreciate the observations about containing the story inside her childhood. The story becomes one of discovering and also relieves the responsibility of accuracy of the historical facts (but of course, who's truth).
ReplyDeleteall good
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