Like most anthology films it's a mixed bag. I much preferred the first segment, with its reasonably straightforward storyline and strong statement of the overall theme of womens' subordination through the actions of adults and children, to the other two, the first of which hits you over the head with a feminist mallet (the female cyclist versus the fanatic horsemen) or becomes enmeshed in Fellini-esque, surrealist symbolism (the old woman, liberated by the death of her husband, ferrying her newfound wealth, via children, out of Iran, by sea). Give it a B minus, mostly for the first 25 min and the striking imagery throughout.
Review of The Day I Became a Woman
