After the wild success of Marjane Satrapi’s Persepolis, which evolved from a graphic novel into an animated film, it was inevitable that Satrapi would cinematize the next of her published works. Chicken With Plums is a sprawling trip down a Persian rabbit hole — a fantastical fable about love, death, families, fate (and fatalism), and trying to turn sour notes into musical lemonade.
As funneled through Satrapi’s quirky sensibilities, Chicken With Plums is a funny, bittersweet tale with an Iranian subtext — one of 2012’s better films. It’s also a big disappointment, a contradiction that will make sense to anyone who read the book that inspired the movie. Published in the United States in 2006, Satrapi’s graphic novel centers around a musician named Nasser-Ali Khan, a character who’s based on Satrapi’s real-life great-uncle. The work opens in 1958 Tehran, with Khan walking by a woman named Irane with whom he was passionately in love two decades earlier, and still is. Irane loved him, too, but her father wouldn’t countenance their relationship. Flashbacks ensue of Khan’s life without Irane (highlighted by his loveless marriage and rapturous musicianship), and also flash-forwards of what happens years later.
First, here’s why Chicken With Plums is so exasperating:
1. Very little of it is animated. What the hell? One reason the movie Persepolis was so transportive was its wide-eyed animation. It was Satrapi’s graphic novel on cinematic steroids, a 96-minute, black-and-white dreamscape that, even in its quietest moments (the smoking of cigarettes, the dripping of faucet water) was pure visual poetry. The graphic novel Chicken With Plums employs the same black-and-white aesthetics. The movie Chicken With Plums has actors and actresses play out the roles, and Satrapi’s distinctive animation only shows up in small transitions. The animated magic that worked before is now subsumed under a kaleidoscope of set effects that can be found in any average Hollywood film.