Mairam Yusupova

Picture of the lives of folk in a remote mountain village in Tajikstan.

In a remote Tadjik mountain village, some shepherds come across a dead body. No one knows who he is or where he's from, but they soon discover that he is not a Muslim. As the news spreads, the people decide what should be done with this "infidel."

Observation of people, their faces, daily activities, sights and sounds of the open market, in the city square, aboard the cable railway and in a car.

Life in the Tajik city, everything a neighbor of everything else: a Muslim burial rite, a Soviet May 1st demonstration, women sweeping the floor, a quarrel in a theater about a contemporary set, old men queuing for groceries, young men leaving home for the army, an elderly women coming up to the camera and asking “And why are you filming?” The film, capturing the time, faces, songs, thoughts and hopes of the people, ends with a panorama of peaceful Dushanbe and a song in the background by Boris Grebenshikova.

Picture of the lives of folk in a remote mountain village in Tajikstan.

In a remote Tadjik mountain village, some shepherds come across a dead body. No one knows who he is or where he's from, but they soon discover that he is not a Muslim. As the news spreads, the people decide what should be done with this "infidel."

Observation of people, their faces, daily activities, sights and sounds of the open market, in the city square, aboard the cable railway and in a car.

Observation of people, their faces, daily activities, sights and sounds of the open market, in the city square, aboard the cable railway and in a car.

Life in the Tajik city, everything a neighbor of everything else: a Muslim burial rite, a Soviet May 1st demonstration, women sweeping the floor, a quarrel in a theater about a contemporary set, old men queuing for groceries, young men leaving home for the army, an elderly women coming up to the camera and asking “And why are you filming?” The film, capturing the time, faces, songs, thoughts and hopes of the people, ends with a panorama of peaceful Dushanbe and a song in the background by Boris Grebenshikova.