A few minutes ago I just finished Persepolis, a graphic novel by Marjane Satrapi (you might have seen the animation movie that she did herself out of this, and that won the Jury Prize in Cannes in 2007). Yes, yes, it is just comics, but it is as serious as it gets.
Persepolis is Satrapi's autobiography from the age of 10 to the age of 22, growing up in Iran during the revolution in a family of communist sympathies, moving to Europe, and then going back to Iran.
It is the story of a girl raised by her family to be independent and emancipated, and yet so painfully attached to her own traditions. It is a story of coming of age, discovering life always too early, or always too late. It is a story about the people of Iran, their tensions, their deep humanity within the cracks of society.
It is above all an emotional act of love towards the Iranian people, and a beautiful example of oneself's acceptance.
Politics as a personal matter.
(written in Rome)
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