The Father of Trees

The scouts

The premise sounds like a greeting card, but Ghaderi's actually doing something weirder here—there's a quiet refusal to sentimentalize the act, a friction between rescue and futility that most filmmakers would've smoothed away into inspiration porn.

A formally disciplined essay film that inherits from the structural documentary tradition; the one-minute constraint forces every formal choice into relief, and the editing rhythm between collection and watering becomes the film's argument.

One minute to make plastic waste feel like a tool for tenderness rather than guilt—Ghaderi's doing it through the specific texture of how water moves from bottle to soil, a tactile choice that transforms scavenging into care.