Cinema producer Mohammad Khazaei, in a special note for Saba, while expressing his regret for the death of Korosh Zarei, mentioned him as a committed and rooted artist who stood by his beliefs, authenticity and religious and human values throughout his artistic career.
Razia Jabari; Saba/ Cinema producer Mohammad Khazaei, in a special note for Saba, following the death of Korosh Zarei, mentioned this artist as a committed, noble person who adheres to religious and human beliefs and values.
Khazai wrote in this note: Sometimes, the pen takes the pen from a person’s hand and instead of words, it burns the heart. The news of Korosh Zarei’s flight was a shock to those who loved art not for its name, but for its honor, originality and meaning.
Cyrus was not only a capable actor or a skilled artistic director; He was the embodiment of “decency” on stage and in private life. A devout, rooted and faithful man, who for many years during the Fatimid era and the mourning of Ahl al-Bayt (AS), went on stage with his heart and soul and dedicated his art to authentic religious and human values. He stood by his belief and originality in the colorful and creative age of art and never broke the sanctity of the pen, stage and friendship.
Working with him for many years in various art projects was not just a joint work for me; It was a story of living next to a man who was clear, whose heart was beating for the promotion of the art of this land and its religion. He could stay for years, create, be a manager, and with the same original and pure look, be a beacon for younger generations; But alas, death came faster than his dreams and what a strange destiny called him to him precisely in this “Fatimia decade” and in the middle of the same mourning that he had narrated so lovingly for years.
Today, theater stages, art management seats and our hearts are too close for his calm presence and noble look. Dear Cyrus! Have a safe trip. Your memory, your devotion, your love for Ahl al-Bayt (AS) and the honor of your art will live forever in the alleys of our memory. It’s a shame that you left so soon, great man…
