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Once Upon a Time in Anatolia
A group of men set out in search of a dead body in the Anatolian steppes.
There is a scene in this film, a background scene, that completely encapsulated the film for me.
It is a scene of two shopkeepers judiciously sweeping the bits of sidewalk and road immediately in front of their place of business. In between the two sweepers lies a huge mound of sand.
No matter how many times they sweep, within minutes any trace of their work will have disappeared.
It will have made no difference.
They keep sweeping.
Nuri Bilge Ceylan takes a microscopic look at the mundane in the form of a crime. A murder has been committed. A man is dead. All those involved in the business of crime, from the criminal to the prosecutor to the police to…
This is my first meeting with a Nuri Bilge Ceylan film, and I was not disappointed. Once Upon a Time in Anatolia is a long, tiresome and difficult watch, and perhaps not for the restless, but it is a masterpiece, and the best of it's kind.
Through the night, three cars carry a small group of men around in the rural surroundings of the Anatolian town Keskin, in search of a buried body. The group involves police officers, a doctor, a prosecutor, two grave diggers, army forces, and two brothers, both homicide suspects. The darkness and the seemingly visual indistinctness of the barren landscape do not help, each spot looks the same.
It's an uncompromising film, seemingly possessed by some…
This movie is slow. It's dark. It's foreign. And it's 157 minutes long. But don't run away just yet. Because there's a lot to appreciate here. Starting of course with its deliberate and contemplative slow pacing that fits like a glove for the type of film this is and the type of mood it tries to convey. The film takes place during a night and day and it follows a group of men in search of a recently buried corpse. The group consists of police officers, gendarmerie forces, the two prime suspects, a doctor and a prosecutor. During this search we come to know these people and get a glimpse inside their lives, what are they like, what interests them,…
There is a magical sequence in Once Upon A Time In Anatolia that has a dream like quality and works like some fresh air in a movie filled with linguistic violence, skepticism, despair and hopelessness: in the middle of a dark night a young girl enters the room with a lamp and serves the guests with glasses of tea. The girl’s beauty, innocence and honest look is the only source of hope and faith in this movie, it is the sequence that I will never forget.
This is not an easy movie to watch, it is 150 minutes long and it has a quite slow pace, but the main thing that makes…
Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 19:14
The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it? Jeremiah 17:9
These two Bible quotations, in my humble opinion, encapsulate the entire statement of Ceylan's new thought-provoking and mysterious crime story, Once Upon a Time in Anatolia. Leaving the crime plot elements aside, which are just the engine of the story, the answers are left intentionally unclear, but the messages are not.
First, appearances are deceiving, and the heart is an intrinsically evil mystery, even to ourselves. Our scope of things is incredibly limited, and in our attempts to rationalize events around us, past…
Not a traditional crime story by any stretch, but this kind of slow-art-film-meets-procedural has its own set of traditions (just one other example in this subgenre would be Police, Adjective). This is a beautifully shot and composed film, though, and it does manage to throw in more than its share of real surprises. There's a sequence involving the elusive corpse that drives the plot that slowly evolves into particularly black comedy, and an autopsy-room-climax that comes as close as you can to Grand Guignol with sound effects and a couple drops of blood.
I'm making this sound like a much simpler movie than it actually is, though - I almost want to watch it again as soon as possible just to untangle all of its mysteries. It's a real masterpiece, definitely one of my favorites of the year so far.
Ik dacht dat het een landbouwersepos was, dat me niet zoveel zou doen. De verrassing was immens. Dit is één van de beste films die ik ooit gezien heb. Briljant geschreven, prachtig uitgewerkt. Ik zou er 6 sterren aan geven mocht het kunnen. Je kijkt film na film, de herinnering aan de grote klassiekers langzaam uitdovend, en dan duikt zoiets als dit plots op. Wauw.
After seeing this and Winter Sleep, I can confidently say Ceylan is one of the best directors working today. I can't wait to see his earlier work and what he does next.
Cinema working at the highest levels, Once Upon a Time in Anatolia is a film that one envisions will be taught in film schools of the future.
Ostensibly a police procedural about getting a suspect to lead the police and prosecutor to the scene of the crime, Ceylan is more focused on the philosophic and mental wandering of the characters. There are certain segments that pull your attention close and are quite thoughtful, but there are also plenty of places that feel quite tedious and unneeded. The nighttime cinematography is outstanding.
This is a film for only the truly committed, foreign language seekers, who can handle atypical pacing and storylines with no sustained momentum.
seeing yilmaz erdogan without a mustache is truly An Experience
Tutto buono dai personaggi all'ambientazione ma è un film che mi ha lasciato abbastanza perplesso in quanto non sono riuscito a trovare un significato alla vicenda. Non che sai brutto, ma boh...forse non l'ho capito.
You gotta relax. You can’t focus on yourself the whole time.
I say "you" when i really mean "me" but we already knew that and sometimes we say “we” when you really mean I.
compulsion ran onto the page; blood turned into ink; flowing onto filament. diaries are used tampons. soppy hills masked the man and a dog's in the king’s court. hair rises on end, the prosecution unkept, compassion is obligatory. arabs are fat. the tireless sun glares and the hills still burn. a flashing image, a mound of bones, all bleach white. in a hundred years all these lands will be covered by an ocean. the crimson sea bears on its back all the labors and beneath, the origin of the oculus.
pft. this movie never happened. fucking self pitying, woe is me, self agrandizing, all eyes on me fuckers... they prolly deserved it.
I'd love to watch this movie on the big screen. Noir and mystery, but done in a way I've never seen. Such a beautiful puzzle.
Like if Beckett wrote a crime play and someone with an incredibly deep aesthetic and emotional vocabulary directed it.
writing and dialogue was on point. still left more questions than answers. which was probably the point of the film.
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