Mehdi Rahmani

Фильмы

Boarding Pass
Writer
Neda decides to smuggle narcotics out of Iran to solve her financial problems and the custody battle with her ex-husband over their young child. However, her inexperience leads to drastic medical problems that threaten her life. Unraveling over the course of a few hours, her deteriorating situation and her unlikely friendship with another smuggler create a tense, thrilling experience.
Boarding Pass
Director
Neda decides to smuggle narcotics out of Iran to solve her financial problems and the custody battle with her ex-husband over their young child. However, her inexperience leads to drastic medical problems that threaten her life. Unraveling over the course of a few hours, her deteriorating situation and her unlikely friendship with another smuggler create a tense, thrilling experience.
Snow
Producer
It is a crucial day in the home of the once affluent and respected, but now penniless, Vaziri family: they have to ward off debt collectors, delay foreclosure on their stately house, keep the lid tight on scandalous secrets, and hold on to the reputable image for long enough to honorably receive the long-awaited, moneyed suitor of their only daughter.
Snow
Director
It is a crucial day in the home of the once affluent and respected, but now penniless, Vaziri family: they have to ward off debt collectors, delay foreclosure on their stately house, keep the lid tight on scandalous secrets, and hold on to the reputable image for long enough to honorably receive the long-awaited, moneyed suitor of their only daughter.
The Other
Director
his movie follows a boy who lives with his mother in a village. The boy has lost his father and needs to travel to Tehran with his soon to be stepfather.
Private
Writer
Our city has become that much big that none of the many highways are enough to make our ways shorter. At the end of each way, we have already forgotten our everyday preoccupations. We have gradually forgotten how to see the hidden pains before…
Private
Director
Our city has become that much big that none of the many highways are enough to make our ways shorter. At the end of each way, we have already forgotten our everyday preoccupations. We have gradually forgotten how to see the hidden pains before…