Such a quiet little movie, but so powerful. Without spoiling it, seeing those two guys on the motorcycle and what followed late in the film made my skin tingle. There is such calm, mature deliberation throughout the film, and in the end, a resounding, wonderful sense of humanity. What a fantastic window into at least a part of Iran as well - the system of justice shown in the courtroom was fascinating to me, the reenactments with the actual people came across as natural and heartfelt, and the furnishings in the plaintiffs' home (or maybe it's film set anyway) were beautiful. There are universal themes as well, as this poor guy simply wants to be important and identifies with a film director who "spoke for me and depicted my suffering", and the family he interacts with are swayed initially by the idea of possibly appearing in film. To have all that and the interesting construction of this film by director Abbas Kiarostami make it pretty unique and it works, even if we're never really sure what blurring of reality may be taking place. If the trial and original offense seems rather mundane in the middle of this film, definitely stick with it. If only all people were treated with such dignity and empathy.