This is another of those onesided movies to show that Iran is the world leader in Humanright abuses. You donot hear what the Father has actually done to deserve the punishment. There is one to speak Iran's point of view. All the socalled leaders of Humanrights stand up whenever they get a chance to defame the Islamin world yet they never utter a single word when Muslim genoside happens in Burma, Kashmir and Palestine.

This is about a woman searching for the source of where she was born - in a political prison in Iran - where she lived the first two years of her life. She now lives in Germany.

Obviously she cannot remember any of this - but she probes her mother who refuses to divulge this part of her past. Her mother's coping strategy is not to delve into that dark chamber of her past. It would be too traumatic and destructive for her.

She visits her father, relatives, Iranian therapists and goes to a conference of former Iranian political prisoners. She gets insights from them of the terrible conditions of prison life that the women underwent.

There are some very revealing passages - and I think we all come out with a greater understanding of what her mother went through and why she does not want to talk about this this treacherous past.

I felt the film uneven at times and there were parts that felt unnecessary - like the last 10 minutes. Why do we see her sky-diving for example?

Saw this at the Berlinale 2019, as part of the Perspektive Deutsches Kino section (Perspectives on German Cinema). I left the venue with mixed feelings about this documentary, thereby not meaning to dismiss its qualities as a documentary, but rather that her objectives make me doubt as well as that she eventually achieved not much. The research attempt was commendable, but we did not learn much more than what we already suspected. The mother of the film maker was not the only obstacle withholding her to find information about circumstances in the Iranian prison where she was born. All others were equally defensive about their years as a political prisoner, only providing sparse details, or even cancelling the appointment at the last moment, thereby telling it was too difficult to recount those dire years. The cliché that Time Heals All Wounds does not apply here, obviously, even after forty years have passed.

It is daunting to imagine daily life in an Iranian prison at the time. These prisoners have done nothing wrong in the context of our legal system. They were only held in custody while deemed political adversaries of a regime that tolerated no free expression whatsoever. Some of the prisoners were hanged eventually, some were "only" interrogated (mind the quotes),but all were kept under miserable circumstances for many years, packed with many in the same cell, without due medical care nor proper food.

The little we get to know about giving birth in such a prison, is nightmarish to say the least: if the mother in labor made too much noise, the other women in her neighborhood would be beaten. Another former prisoner who lived there as a young child, has nightmares about beatings and blood all over, something deep in her memory as she was very young at the time, but the dreadful images keeps popping up regularly in her dreams.

The opening scene tells a fairy tale (or a myth) that baby's are born with a burning candle on their head, knowing everything there is to know. Once they are born the candle is blown out and he/she forgets it all, thus having to regain that knowledge piecewise during their future lifetime. This story is told with a purpose, I assume, and lets us ponder how much a very young child remembers from their first years. This notion resurfaces near the finale, but I can't remember exactly whether it was linked to said nightmares and what is kept in memory of those very young years in prison.

The daughter/filmmaker goes to every imaginable length to learn more about her years in prison. She was born there and lived there some years together with her mother. As a result, she thinks she has every right to know, though her mother stubbornly refuses to tell anything about it. Remarkably, halfway in the movie someone says that the history she is researching is not her history but that of her mother's (and a large part of the audience applauded, so it felt on furtile ground). Gradually, she learns some fragments about the time in prison, some bits and pieces, but a real insight is not provided. And given the few fragments we heard, it is OK to leave it at that, as such details are not the things you really want to know.