Originally published to wide critical acclaim in France, where it elicited comparisons to Art Spiegelman's Maus, Persepolis is Marjane Satrapi's wise, funny, and heartbreaking memoir of growing up in Iran during the Islamic Revolution. In powerful black-and-white comic strip images, Satrapi tells the story of her life in Tehran from ages six to fourteen, years that saw the overthrow of the Shah's regime, the triumph of the Islamic Revolution, and the devastating effects of war with Iraq. The intelligent and outspoken only child of committed Marxists and the great-granddaughter of one of Iran's last emperors, Marjane bears witness to a childhood uniquely entwined with the history of her country.
Persepolis paints an unforgettable portrait of daily life in Iran: of the bewildering contradictions between home life and public life and of the enormous toll repressive regimes exact on the individual spirit. Marjane’s child's-eye-view of dethroned emperors, state-sanctioned whippings, and heroes of the revolution allows us to learn as she does the history of this fascinating country and of her own extraordinary family. Intensely personal, profoundly political, and wholly original, Persepolis is at once a story of growing up and a stunning reminder of the human cost of war and political repression. It shows how we carry on, through laughter and tears, in the face of absurdity. And, finally, it introduces us to an irresistible little girl with whom we cannot help but fall in love. (From Amazon)
I put off reading Persepolis for the longest time because I thought it’d be depressing and I’m a big emotional scaredy-cat. While Persepolis DOES have its darker moments, what I ended up reading wasn’t a story of unrelenting sadness. Instead, there’s humor, lots of love, and a big fat epiphany that I’m a dunderhead.
I’m stupid for being scared off a book, but I’m ALSO stupid because of this: intellectually, I know that not everyone in Iran is a religious fanatic out to destroy everything I love. Emotionally, as I said before, I’m a big scaredy-cat. Reading Persepolis helped me shift my emotional whatsits more towards my intellectual things. Yay for growing more empathetic and less stupid overall!
Persepolis has lots of good modern history about Iran as well as the personal history of Marjane Satrapi’s family. It SO. INTERESTING. All I really know about Iran is a) the scary modern stuff (and not much then, even) and b) some ancient stuff when it was Persia. Persepolis covers the years from just before the 1979 revolution ’til the late 1980s, when Marjane leave Iran to go live in Austria (what happens after is covered in the sequel). I learned a lot about the revolution, as well as a little immediately before and after it, and since all that info is given through personal anecdotes– MS’s family was RIGHT THERE, in the thick of things, for LOTS of important events– I didn’t even really notice I was learning until after it already happened. (If only school were as good at teaching as some authors are, eh?)
The art is very simple and almost childish, and it took me a while to get used to it. Once I did, though, I found it very powerful. The story is powerful, too, because it’s a personal one coming from real experiences, starring real people in a real place. It’s a wonderful book, and if you’re in any way interested in the history of Iran and/or the people who live there, you should definitely read Persepolis.
Read: May 1, 2013
Persepolis was also made into a movie a while back! I’ve watched it, and I liked it a lot. Here’s the trailer for those of you not familiar with it: