It Was Just an Accident Nighttime. An unnamed man drives his pregnant wife and young daughter along a dark road. The car jolts with a thump and a dog’s whine. He pulls over, moves the dying dog, and continues driving until the car sputters and dies. He gets help from a kind man who revives the car, but not before Vahid feels a jolt of recognition. The man walks with a limp, and Vahid believes he’s Eghbal the Peg Leg, a former political prisoner who tortured him. The next day, Vahid tracks the man down, pulls his van up beside him, and knocks him down. He whacks him with a shovel to be sure. Cut to a remote desert. Vahid digs a hole, drags the man, tied and blindfolded, into it, and starts burying him. The man protests. Vahid checks his ID: “Wasn’t Eghbal a good enough name?” he spits. He’s certain this is Eghbal, the man who once tortured him. The man denies it, but Vahid insists—his voice, the squeak of his prosthetic leg, it has to be him. Doubt flickers across Vahid’s face. He pulls the man out, gags him, locks him in a wooden toolbox, and drives back to Tehran. The film blends dark humor with psychological tension, exploring moral and legal dilemmas in a country where punitive systems dominate daily life. It reminds of Anatomy of a Fall and Good Time, but with a sharper focus on Iran’s political landscape. Vahid’s actions—torture, murder, or letting the man go—raise questions about justice, revenge, and the system that created Eghbal. Can ordinary citizens justify violence against a man they believe is a torturer? Is revenge ever justified, or is it just another form of cruelty? The narrative unfolds over 24 hours, filled with tension between Vahid and his fellow former prisoners, the man who may or may not be Eghbal, and their own consciences.#iran #tehran #vahid #eghbal #panahi
