Night and day in Asia Minor

Kiarra 2022-01-08 08:02:34


One evening intoxicated by the spring breeze, several exhausted police and civil servants escorted two suspects, looking for places to throw their bodies everywhere in the dark plateau of Asia Minor. The car lights went from far to near in the dark like a phosphorous fire, suddenly illuminating a piece of grass, the wind blew, the grass drifting...
Asia Minor has a complex terrain, with sweltering heat during the day and extremely cold at night. It is at the intersection of Asian and European civilizations. Beginning 1,200 years ago, this place was smashed by the iron hoofs of countless heroes, the quarrel between Achilles and Agamemnon in the age of mythology, the great Alexander the Great defeated Darius’ undead army, the Carthaginians Hannibal, the Roman Empire, Byzantine culture and the Crusades, the Turkic Mohammed II finally occupied Constantinople and established the Ottoman Empire. The great Genghis Khan’s cavalry never smashed the Ottomans, but Timur, who claimed to be his successor, fought a bloody battle with Bayezett in a bloody battle of one million people and finally won. Various caliphs and various sultans, chaos until Kemal established the Republic of Turkey in 1923, this land began its journey of modern civilization.
Going forward, the heroic cavalry left this land with fatigue and sorrow, as well as faint anger. A flash of thunder split the dust of history, revealing a huge and terrifying stone statue, an angry, desperate and hollow face. Only old people, dead people and children are left on this land. Young people go abroad to seek development, and most of the remaining people are "born like a mouse and die like a mouse." Feeling of powerlessness, the entourage is indifferent and numb, and only cares about how well his work is done. The police officer would rather work non-stop than confront his sick son. The prosecutor was retaliated by suicide by his wife after drunk. At the end, in a cramped room, everyone looked like they were doing business. The prosecutor didn’t care about the emotions of the deceased’s wife and only cared about the accuracy of his report. The typist didn’t care at all. The anatomist was more concerned that his equipment was not advanced enough. . No one is a bad person, nor can it be said to be indifferent, but everyone is used to living and doing things like this. It's very similar to our situation here.
The only bright spot is undoubtedly the appearance of the village chief’s daughter like the goddess of salvation at the intersection of night and day. After searching in vain all night, the group had to rest in a nearby village and eat something. The village chief complained to the prosecutor that the wall of the cemetery was not repaired, and the power went out suddenly. The village chief asked his daughter to bring lights and tea. The moment the little girl came in carrying the tea tray and the oil lamp, everyone in the darkness was slapped in the face. As if walking out of Latour's oil painting, the warm light made the criminals burst into tears. The rain finally started, and it hit the car glass into a small stream. The criminal found the place where the body was thrown, and it was dawn.
I have always liked Ceylon films. You can really feel the wind in the Turkish air, the evenings outside of "Small Town", "The Season for Breakup", the snowstorm in "Uzak", "Three Monkeys" The hot sea breeze inside. The opposite of the cruel natural conditions is the delicate heart of the character. The same goes for "Once Upon a Time in Asia Minor", where the doctor deliberately ignored the details of the criminal's "buried alive". "Variously points to a value of humanistic care that needs more attention than justice-even if justice is sacrificed, it is tainted, there is no humanistic care" (Netizen He He) The humanistic care that our movies have always been talking about, On Turkish film, it appeared silently.
History is undoubtedly the biological father who committed the murder. We didn't know the truth and threw stones at him. The past in Asia Minor will repeat itself in children, and perhaps doctors who are intellectuals should have more filth on their faces.

View more about Once Upon a Time in Anatolia reviews

Extended Reading
  • Imelda 2022-04-21 09:02:53

    Poetic Flowing Hypnotic Medicine Coffee is not enough I need Red Bull

  • Eliezer 2022-04-21 09:02:53

    The back third is just as white as someone else's shot, the front shot is so perfect