I'm giving this film a rather low mark because I think it estheticizes the plight of nomadic peoples in this part of the world. I own a number of the carpets these people make, love them very much, and consequently, much admire the people who make them, but I thought this film was trying to be too poetic and therefore didn't convey the truth of these people's existence. There were, however, some stunning scenes of what that kind of nomadic life can produce.