The film is sometimes heavy and sometimes joyful, especially several magical scenes shot from the perspective of the little boy Deniz. It is vivid and childish, but it does not go to the extreme of dazzling skills, so it looks real and not artificial. This way of narrating with rich and whimsical colors has a bit of the shadow of Tim's "Big Fish". However, the latter is to make the story more beautiful and melodious, and the family love has become a sub-line under it; in this film, there are some small episodes buried to lead the emotions to the climax, some of which are the finishing touch. Nothing is possible, instead of relying too much on fantasy like "Big Fish".
The premature absence of the mother's image in the film did not make the little Deniz have a slight understanding of the concept of death, but added the magic element to the protection of his relatives. Although after the death of his father, Deniz hopes that his father is not a superman who can fly. If he can be a mortal and cherish each other, that's enough. Later, the father appeared under the lens of Deniz in the usual image, which is an impossible scene of imagination. The father's persuasion, the son's smile, and the speed of opening the knot are too common sense, not to mention the knot of a child who likes fantasy. It only took grandpa ten years to clear up the misunderstanding, and his emotions about his son's death were the most out of control. This kind of ending can be regarded as a happy ending, but it is not complete. In contrast, although the treatment in "Life is Beautiful" also contains great exaggeration, it is not out of the norm and more natural.
Although there are flaws, the emotion of the film is still in the acting skills of the actors who sometimes show off and sometimes control, and the director's interlocking scene scheduling seeps in and overflows. Another highlight of the film is the wonderful dialogue, and the epiphany in the details. Just make up the number of words, and now take one or two of these dialogues and share them with others:
1.
Friend: You have very few words.
Sadik: Yes, a little bit.
Friend: Is this the difference between urban and rural areas? Even if you say that, I won't believe it. This is your hometown.
Sadik: Hometown? hometown? home? Lately, I've been changing my understanding of these words. I always thought I was fighting for my country. But the country doesn't care at all.
Friend: Many people think the state doesn't care. We used to dream of getting out of here, remember? You succeeded and I didn't. I want to ask you something, at least you are the one who tried it. As someone who doesn't feel like trying, do you think I'm really missing a lot? I'm asking this out of curiosity, nothing else. After going through so much, if you were given another choice, would you go or stay?
Sadik: I don't know. I guess I'll take everything here and bring everything back there. Do you know what the hardest thing is? is an intermediate state. You can't go, you can't stay.
2.
Sadik: Dad, you don't know why I came back. Indeed, there should be no reason to go home, just come back. But this is not the case. My name is Sadik, my brother Salim.
Huseyin: So what happened? My name is also Huseyin.
Sadik: Why did you give us these two names, Dad? Were you so afraid of us from the beginning? You just want to control our way of life? But I want my own life.
Huseyin: Your own life? I sent you to Istanbul to study agriculture, not to be an anarchist.
Sadik: That's all I have to say, Dad. You sent me to study farming, and there is no choice. Be an engineer, manage a farm, stay here, and marry Birgul. My school, my life, my everything is your choice. Do you know that I hate this, Dad?
Huseyin: Are you calling me selfish? You mentioned Birgul. Did you miss her after you left? She was hurt by you. Her tears hadn't stopped for years. Are you saying I'm selfish? Save it!
Sadik: Dad, you said I left, but I didn't. I can't go, I can't stay. I don't recognize where my home is. You have been guiding me somewhere in my head. When we quarrel, and between us. Do you know what it's like to be homeless, Dad? Anyway, things are getting worse. My wife is dead. Those revolutionary comrades called petty bourgeoisie found me a job in the advertising department of a newspaper run by capitalists. They pitied me like throwing bones to a dog. To purify themselves and purify their souls! Wait, I digress. I was talking about "home" just now. Do you know why I came back, Dad? To give Deniz a room. Let him grow up healthy, let him have a home, he really has nowhere to go.
Huseyin: Do you understand now, what is it like to have a child? It's hard isn't it? Out of power, isn't it? You know what it's like to have a child, right?
Sadik: Yeah, got it. But that feeling of not even raising a child, you know? Life will go on. Someone will write a new book, but you can't read it. Someone will make a new movie, but you can't see it. You want to listen to your favorite song again, but you can't. It may also be easy to get used to. He grows up slowly, but you are not by his side, and you can't see him when he has a girlfriend. Dad, my heart seems to be burning. It was the burning sensation of unfinished business behind it. Lately, as soon as he hugs me, I try to push him away. I try to stay as far away from him as possible. Seeing the pain I caused him, I hated myself. Give him a room, Dad. Give him a home and let him come and go freely. I have so many things to tell him, you tell him. Tell him...
Huseyin: The last time you mentioned Deniz, you said there were some things you couldn't tell Deniz. Me too, I have some things I can't tell you too. I don't speak much. you are my son. You are my everything. That's all I have to say.
Sadik: I understand, Dad. I understand very well. Thank you.
Huseyin: Once you said, "I don't want him to see me in bed." Don't worry. The father in the son's memory is always what the son wants to remember. Right, Sadik?
3.
Huseyin: If I stood here like this at that time, if I opened my arms like this at that time, if I stopped him at that time, if I told him not to go. 15 years ago, if I stood here like this, Nuran, if I stopped Sadik.
Nuran: Put your hands down. For Allah's sake, take heart.
Huseyin: If I had hugged him like this, if I had stopped my son...
Nuran: Don't do this, you are the head of the family. Come to think of it, we have a grandson. Cheer up a bit.
Huseyin: ...then he won't leave. He will stay. Wish I didn't say anything at that time. I wish I had kept my mouth shut at that time. I killed him! I didn't stop him!
4.
After the eldest son Salim obeyed his aunt and ran to his father and knocked him to the ground, the aunt who had always been the enemy grabbed Huseyin and reminded loudly: Did you see that a person is determined to leave, and he can't stop him.
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