A talented violinist (read: an ex-patriot) loses his beloved violin (his only means of connection to his former self), and his one-time true love, a woman named Iran (the country, duh), whose strict father (traditions/religion) prevented their marriage, doesn't recognize him anymore, and no other violin can replace his own. So the metaphors are blatantly obvious. But in addition to the mixture of 3D animation and live-action footage giving the movie a somewhat disjointed look, I couldn't understand why the characters speak French, when the movie's message is not so universal. Satrapi's Persepolis (2007) was significantly superior.
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