Amir Poosti

Amir Poosti—yeah, that name might ring a bell if you’re even half-tuned into the indie film circuit. Flatland (2017) really put him on the radar. It's one of those films that kinda crawls under your skin, you know? The whole thing’s got this vibe—bleak but weirdly hopeful, with Poosti pulling off a performance that’s way more nuanced than people gave him credit for at the time. There's this underlying tension in every scene, like everyone's carrying around secrets they’re dying to spill but just...don’t. The whole film messes with space and perspective, both literally and metaphorically, so if you’re into stories that make you think (or just want something that looks cool as hell), it's worth your time. Then comes Critical Zone (2023). Poosti’s back, and honestly, he’s even better here. The movie feels gritty, raw, and almost too real sometimes, like you’re eavesdropping on lives that are falling apart and somehow coming together at the same time. It’s the kind of film that doesn’t hand you answers on a silver platter. Instead, it just shoves you right into the chaos and expects you to keep up. Poosti’s performance? Totally magnetic. You can’t look away, even when things get uncomfortable—which, spoiler, they often do. The man’s got range, and these films prove he’s not just passing through. He’s here to stay, bringing stories that stick with you long after the credits roll.