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everyone in veroniquexx "Hibernation" wants to go to Istanbul.

My sister, a divorced intellectual woman, is immersed in the world of philosophy and art. She believes that she is not at fault in her marriage, but she is in a tangle: If we face evil, we do not resist, but take the initiative to sacrifice, can we reduce evil? What if I (as a victim), go back to Istanbul and ask him (ex-husband) to forgive me?

The wife, young, healthy and proud, lives at the two ends of the mansion with her elderly husband. Charity is her only sustenance. During the quarrel, she yearned for Istanbul very enthusiastically, yearning for a new life in the distance, but she could only admit: we all know why we can't be separated, I am too young and have no money.

The male protagonist, a former actor, returned to his hometown after retirement and inherited his rich ancestral property. He has a piece of "his own kingdom" in the local newspapers and magazines, and can be regarded as a local celebrity. After the quarrel, he declared to his wife: I'm going to leave for a while and go to Istanbul.

The world of ice and snow, the country manor, and the three intellectuals who are also obsessed with distant cities, these three protagonists of Ceylon are too easily reminiscent of Chekhov's three sisters. They are obsessed with "going to Istanbul", just like the "going to Moscow" they are talking about. They are in the same spiritual line, and they are also trapped by a huge sense of powerlessness, trying to break free, but looking around for nowhere.

It is no wonder that as early as the age of mythology, the Trojan War occurred on the coast of the Aegean Sea in Turkey. After that, Darius the Great, Alexander the Great, Byzantium, Ottoman... The names of countless great conquerors and glorious empires were written in the On this land, the civilizations of the East and the West have blended the blood and fire of war. They have collided here for thousands of years, and they have merged into a splendid culture, and have also carved the scars of fracture. It's no wonder that Ceylon loves Chekhov. He is on the rupture zone between Eastern and Western civilizations, trapped in the gap of modern development. If Chekhov is still writing novels today, his three sisters will certainly be like "Anna." The doctor in Once Upon a Time in Tolia laughed at himself: Well, we still want to join the EU.

Fragmentation and estrangement are the themes that Ceylon has always loved.

In the previous work "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia", Ceylon expressed more forcefully the rifts in the lower class: women who committed suicide, children who were sick, boys who threw stones at their fathers, and villages where only old people were left. , people who were born and died like mice in this land...

In "Hibernation", Anatolia is freezing cold, the whole world outside the window is sleeping in winter, and under the warm light of the interior, three The protagonist seems to perpetually indulge in lengthy conversations about faith, morality, and philosophy. It is such an "elite" full-length dialogue that contrasts sharply with the poverty, anger, and pride of the tenant family. The estrangement between the two strata is absolutely like a moat. They live here, but their lives are like hibernation. They lack mutual understanding and sympathy, and they do not act on the cold and rigid external world.

In the end, however, he didn't actually go to Istanbul. The returning male protagonist left a moving monologue at the end, like an ice-breaking declaration to bid farewell to hibernation. Ceylon is always full of humanistic feelings, and standing on the tail of 2014, I also think optimistically: maybe it is such deep feelings that can finally wake up the world from hibernation.

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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.