Cinema Mehrzad Danesh wrote on his personal channel: I don’t know where and when it came to tell Shapur Azimi Wise. But everyone who made it the first time was warm. Shapur was wise. His points about cinema, people, and the universe, although sometimes a shell of humor, were in a way that was in and out of the way.
Although he had high cinematic and literary literacy (his good translations from a variety of theoretical, educational, research, storytelling, queries, literature, etc., he implired this scope of his insights and knowledge; “David Bordevel’s work to” Spiritual Inspiration in Cinema “by Stephen Simon), but it was so careless and intimate and free from arrogance and enthusiasm that even in the first moments of acquaintance and companionship, your heart was eager to be naked, and you were eager for a long time. Sit down and listen to wisdom; Even though you do not consider it in some cases, such as interest in Indian cinema. Contrary to the appearance of pity in the limbs, mustaches and merits, a thin heart like a glass was stuck in his chest, and sometimes he talked about some of his interests, his eyes reached his throat. His piece about what he liked was “I was”, and that could be a movie, a book, a situation, a concept, a dialogue, and a person. Once upon a time we were talking to Ashura, we talked about the weaknesses of the film. My Afsatat, who was over, took a look at me and said, “Mehrzad is what you said right; But I am Imam Hussein. “
With the same “I” and “I’m not”, he also commented on the content; You were very happy with the definitions, and you didn’t even have a bit of turbulence. Because you knew what he said was love for cinema. Apart from the critic and the translator, a full -fledged chest was. He could have a breath of continuous chapters of Hamoon and Suthedalan’s dialogues in the same tone as their actors were saying stuttering and enchanting his memory and expression and love.
Dear Mr. Shapur Azimi, Hakim Nazanin! In every cinematic circle, from the editorial of the film magazine to the festival’s cinema hall, you remember live. We were and we were.