Once again, N. B. Ceylan has presented a magnificent gift to his audience and all cinema-lovers.
Ceylan, successfully following some essential footsteps of his former movies "Winter Sleep" and "The Wild Peer Tree", portraits the crises of restricted lives of (dazzlingly perfomed) characters feeling stuck in a provincial region of Turkey. It is even possible to call these movies a trilogy on masculinity, conflicts of intellectual class, "banality of evil" (as Hannah Arendt calls) and anti-heroes stuck in provincial stability, seeking for so-called "a better life elsewhere."
Regarding the visual narration of the movie, it is obvious that Ceylan has embraced a number of innovation on designing the visual aspects of the story; moving cameras, short-cuts for dialogue scenes etc. Nevertheless, the movie also preserves the beauty of Ceylan's well-known photographic cinema language.
Still, "Onca Upon A Time in Anatolia", among the works of N. B. Ceylan, is a cinematic top to me. And surely it is an extemely high bar for not only Turkish cinema. In this context, it may be asserted that "About Dry Grasses" could have easily been called a masterpiece if it belonged to any other director.
Ceylan, successfully following some essential footsteps of his former movies "Winter Sleep" and "The Wild Peer Tree", portraits the crises of restricted lives of (dazzlingly perfomed) characters feeling stuck in a provincial region of Turkey. It is even possible to call these movies a trilogy on masculinity, conflicts of intellectual class, "banality of evil" (as Hannah Arendt calls) and anti-heroes stuck in provincial stability, seeking for so-called "a better life elsewhere."
Regarding the visual narration of the movie, it is obvious that Ceylan has embraced a number of innovation on designing the visual aspects of the story; moving cameras, short-cuts for dialogue scenes etc. Nevertheless, the movie also preserves the beauty of Ceylan's well-known photographic cinema language.
Still, "Onca Upon A Time in Anatolia", among the works of N. B. Ceylan, is a cinematic top to me. And surely it is an extemely high bar for not only Turkish cinema. In this context, it may be asserted that "About Dry Grasses" could have easily been called a masterpiece if it belonged to any other director.