Shahab Shameli

Fereshtegan-e ghassab drops you right into the gritty underbelly of Tehran, where nothing’s as simple as it seems and trust is basically a luxury item. The story spins around a crew of people who, on paper, couldn’t be more different, but out in the chaos of the city, their fates are all tangled up. There’s a cop with more baggage than Heathrow, a street-smart hustler who’s always two steps ahead (except when he isn’t), and this mysterious woman whose past is like a giant question mark. As the plot barrels forward, you get these glimpses into their private heartbreaks and the kind of choices that keep you up at night. The city itself almost feels like a living thing—every alley’s got secrets, every phone call’s a risk. People double-cross each other, alliances form and fall apart in the blink of an eye, and the stakes just keep rising. There’s this tension simmering under every conversation, like everyone’s waiting for the other shoe to drop. And just when you think you’ve got it figured out, boom—another twist. It’s all about survival, really, but not just the physical kind. It’s about keeping your soul intact when the world’s telling you to sell it cheap. The film doesn’t hand you easy answers, and it sure doesn’t let anyone off the hook. By the end, you’re left thinking about how far people will go to save themselves—or someone they love—when everything’s on the line.