One day on the outskirts of the desert, a boy witnesses a woman dumping a body down a well.
"Jesus Christ saw a dead body on a path. Surprised, he bit his fingertip and pondered, 'Who did you murder to be murdered in such a mournful way?'" (Kavir Vew)
This is not supposed to be a story-telling movie. One day, a teenage boy happens to witness a woman dumping a dead body down a well near his village on the outskirts of the desert. Noticing his presence,the murderess decides to kill him, starting a deadly Marathon.
DEAD HEAT has the simplest of plots, so the magic isn't found in the story but the sheer tension and the stark vistas of the desert. Barari's cinematography bathes the dawning desert in a gentle mystery entirely at odds with the frantic chase being played out.
