year-round hibernation

Friedrich 2022-04-21 09:02:50

The saturation of the film is very low, and the whole film is shrouded in a cold, foggy snow. The story is incomplete, because the plot is not important, the important thing is to restore each real and trivial dialogue situation. Everyone is making their own voices, and every conversation is almost stuck in a stalemate. People only talk about it, but forget to listen and understand each other, so it seems that each character is like a silkworm that keeps spinning, and eventually he will be strict with himself. Strictly wrapped in a cocoon, the interior is complete, the logic is self-consistent, but it cannot communicate. But the deeper problem is that they can't leave each other, out of love, Adyin wants to stay here, out of weakness, Nihal can only rely on her "old and crazy" husband. In the end, Adyin's confession made people unable to help but despair: "Let's live together, do what you want, forgive me." What's wrong with him? He just likes to use conscience, morals, principles, etc. as a filter to look at the world, even if it is out of time, and this inappropriateness will unconsciously show contempt. But who is not observing, evaluating and judging with their own eyes and heart? If you have to say something wrong, then no one is innocent, but he is willing to repent and pay the bill. In the end, it was still winter, no one woke up from their cocoons, and the villagers were "hibernating" all year round.

The film succeeds in dialogue, and it fails in dialogue. This kind of chattering narration is a great test for the audience's patience. Some things are more suitable to be presented in words. After all, watching all kinds of bickering for more than three hours is quite tiring, and the quarrel is a bit of a headache. .

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Winter Sleep quotes

  • Aydin: Justice doesn't even exist in nature, why should it exist here?

  • Aydin: [Epilogue] Nihal, I didn't go away. I couldn't. Whether it's because I've grown old, or I've gone mad, or because I've become a different man, think what you like. I just don't know. But this new man inside me for a few days won't let me go away. Please, don't ask me to go either. I now understand nothing is calling me to Istanbul. Everything is alien to me there as it is everywhere else. I want you to know that I have no one but you. And I miss you every minute, every second that goes by. But my pride will never let me tell you this. I know very well how to terrible or impossible it would be to part from you. Just as I know that you do not love me anymore. I know we can't go back to the old days. And there is no need to. Take me with you like a servant, like a slave. And let us continue our life even if we do it your way. Forgive me.