I have always longed to have a room that can store all kinds of trinkets, and the odds and ends are classified into bottles or boxes of various shapes. How wonderful it would be if one day these gadgets turned into spices of various smells, and different smells wafted all over the house. In the movie, Grandpa's spice shop has all kinds of strange and unnamed spices.
The Greek boy who grew up in Turkey grew up in such a spice world. Even the astronomical enlightenment his grandfather gave him was the use of spices as a metaphor: the sun is full of burning enthusiasm and gives us warmth, just as the pepper in the spice is indispensable; Venus It is a symbol of women, like cinnamon, sweet with a bit of bitterness; the earth is the home of life, life needs salt, and so does food. Spices are the starting point of a child's dreams and the source of his imagination. In this land that is not his hometown but his hometown, the child not only has his astronomy enlightenment teacher - grandfather, love enlightenment teacher - uncle, but also has spices that he can create and use at will, as well as his most beloved girl.
However, the war between Turkey and Greece (I don't know much about this history) forced the family to return to Greece. The embarrassing situation of dual identities made it difficult for the family in Greece. Leaving his grandfather, leaving his beloved girl, the boy was lonely all day long. He hid in the kitchen and missed those times he loved in the world of spices. Every letter he wrote to girls was deliberately sprinkled with a different spice, the flavor they loved. They didn't meet until the girl got married and the boy had grown up to be an astrophysicist. Grandpa eventually died of illness, and he hadn't seen each other for decades, but it was heaven and earth when he saw him again. He returned to his grandfather's spice shop in Istanbul, and in the dusty attic, he blew the spice powder, and the particles were mixed with dust flying in the air, turning into a nebula he was familiar with.
An ordinary story with extraordinary flavor, shape and sound. In front of tables of Turkish delicacies, I admit that I can't resist. Those delicious snacks and dishes, mixed with various spices, are so tempting to your taste buds.
As for the picture, there are many amazing shots. Blue and black starry sky with stars, flying little red umbrellas, wooden piers extending into the sea, green wine bottles in the sunlight on the windowsill of the attic, funeral in the rain and fog, old buildings, dreamy dance of girls in the sun and spice dust , and the spice dust that turned into a nebula at last...
Islamists sang sad songs from the towers in the morning breeze, and the songs passed through the morning prayer room and sprinkled on the bustling bazaar on the eastern shore of the Bosphorus. In addition, the whole film is filled with colorful folk music, which is perfectly integrated with emotion and scene, thanks to Ivancia Reboska, who served as the soundtrack.
You can absolutely say that "The Republic of Spice" is a perfect film, at least, it not only tempted me with its delicious food, but also convinced me with its beautiful lens and rich music. As for the expression of the theme of culture and national identity, perhaps only Greeks who grew up in Turkey can really understand the taste.
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