Arnon Grunberg



On Tuesday night I saw Abbas Kiarostami’s movie “Certified Copy”.
I was intrigued by a review in The Times: “Despite its modernist sensibility, there is little reason to be intimidated, unless you find the character of James abhorrent. An arrogant, short-tempered blowhard flaunting a cultivated charm, he fatuously declares at one point that human beings are the only species to have forgotten that pleasure is the purpose of existence.”

After ten minutes I started dozing off; I woke up about twenty minutes before the end of the movie. I felt terribly guilty about this, and I do believe that “Certified Copy” is a decent movie. But you should have plenty of espresso before you see it.