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I’m the punk novelist and historian Jim Ruland, and although I love books, when the temperature rises, locate me in the cinema. The next most productive? A sinister summer reading that exudes sex, death and cinema.
Navid Sinaki’s debut novel, “Medusa of the Roses,” out from Grove Press next week, checks all the boxes. It is a tense love story doomed to failure set in Tehran and shot with dark imagist poetry.
When Anjir’s lover Zal disappears, she fears the worst, but her studies reveal complex truths that put their dates and their lives at risk. Anjir’s compulsion to borrow from friends and enemies raises the bar, making “Rose Jellyfish” tough. and difficult to repress.
I reached out to Sinaki, who is also an experimental filmmaker and director of Cinespia at Hollywood Forever, to ask him about his new e-book and his “quiet, queer, Persian” childhood.
Can you tell me a little about your background?
I was born in Tehran, but my parents moved to the United States due to too many bombings in the Iran-Iraq war. My mother blames Saddam Hussein for destroying his mirror collection: the inherited dresser, his father’s antiques with the Shah’s silhouette in the frames, even the Minnie Mouse mirror near my crib (perhaps my first icon). homosexual).
Were you going to return to Tehran?
We had a stopover in Iran over the summer, a vacation I hated as a suburban kid worried that I could only take so many books with me. Plus, his burgers tasted like skewers, so I had my prejudices. My last stop was when I was 21 years old, a study excursion for my thesis specializing in Persian films before the Islamic Revolution: B movies, sexual adventures and melodramas of the 1960s and 1970s. The day before this stop in , I had an amazing first date, despite the psychic who had told me I would never find love as soon as she saw us together. So my last vacation to Iran was a whirlwind of genre films and guesswork.
Did you feel at home on your visits there?
I had started making queer video art. Although it was a stretch to think that militaristic customs officials would look for me by name, I knew that going back was risky. Although homosexuality is criminalized in Iran (and even punishable by death), the government is helping to subsidize sex reassignment. operations. This defect is something that stuck in my mind. In Ancho Cucamonga, I didn’t feel safe as a gay boy encountering his sexuality after 9/11.
How conservative is California?
In the California suburb where I grew up, where street banners salute graduates who have joined the military, I am an awkward kid trying not to draw attention to my difference: quiet, queer, and Persian. The closest thing to a Barnes art section in a museum
Which writers have been a role for you?
9/11 was a real headache for a gay Persian boy coming of age in the suburbs. A certain animosity has set in. Sadomasochistic sex and romantic relationships were strange. I fell into his paintings because I understood, in my own way, that lust can be simply poetic and perverse, that courtship can be cheesy and cruel, and that fighting to stay alive is pleasurable. I flourished in his acid humor, with his opulent language that twisted melancholy, whether rococo or blue.
What’s it like to run for Cinespia director on Hollywood Forever Cemetery?
Me and [silent film star Rudolph] Valentino are going to be back. I spent countless summer nights near his mausoleum. At Cinespia, another 4,000 people gather at the Hollywood Forever cemetery to watch films projected on the façade of a mausoleum. Douglas Fairbanks is close to passing. Cecil B. DeMille is just another spectator. Judy Garland and Johnny Ramone are also there. Each projection features a professionally lit photo booth and photographers to give others the opportunity to capture their own close-ups. I’m guilty of the dreamlike paintings in those booths, which I consider art installations rather than scenes copied from movies.
How did your experience as a filmmaker influence the composition of the novel?
As a filmmaker, I am on the sidelines: strange folk stories to believe an area for me; employing DVD menus as diaries, reusing clips from 1960s Persian exploitation films to tell a trans love story in the form of a film trailer. Cinema allowed me to see myself as a place of discovery, a wandering city. A screen can be an invisible mirror. I also learned to duplicate my writing. Maybe I’m like Narcissus falling into my own reflection. Instead of blooming like daffodils after drowning, for me, roses sprouted from this death.
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“Sex, death, and movies” isn’t a genre (yet), so I asked some of my favorite Los Angeles writers for their recommendations in that category. Here’s what they had to say:
Melissa Broder, from “Death Valley”, suggests “Turkish Delight” through the Dutchman Jan Wolkers. Originally published in 1969, a new translation through Sam Garrett was published in 2107 via Tin House.
Matthew Specktor knows a thing or two about movies. The “Always Crashing in the Same Car: On Art, Crisis, and Los Angeles, California” chapter recommends Charlie Kaufman’s “Antkind,” which he describes as “wild, thought-provoking, and fun. ”
“Steve Erickson’s ‘Zeroville’ gets support from Nolan Knight. “The one from “Gallows Dome” in Long Beach says: “If you’re a movie buff, this is paradise. »
LA Times Book Prize winner Steph Cha recommends “The Song Is You” through Megan Abbott and “Everybody Knows” through Jordan Harper.
Thanks for reading! I enjoyed writing the LA Times Book Club newsletter this summer, and now I’m passing the baton to the e-book lovers!
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