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Turkish film Distant examines pain of two lost souls

BRUCE KIRKLAND, Toronto Sun (Canada), 26 March 2004





In conventional terms, nothing much ever happens in the Turkish film Distant, a 2003 Cannes filmfest award-winner.

In terms of pure cinema, however, this melancholic story is a haunting meditation on life's disappointments and the emotional chasm that that creates between people.

Distant -- or Uzak -- plays in Turkish with English subtitles. So little is actually spoken on screen that even those uncomfortable with subtitles will not find them awkward.

However, if you want your cinema to be action-filled or story-driven or wrapped up nicely with a morality twist at the end, then Distant may leave you cold. I do not want my appreciation for filmmaker Nuri Bilge Ceylan's effort to fall into the wrong minds. Distant is strictly for fans of austere European cinema, especially the work of Russian Andrei Tarkovsky, who is mentioned in the film as a role model for one of the characters.

The two protagonists are cousins from a small village that has now been crippled by Turkey's economic crisis.

One man (Muzaffer Ozdemir) is a photographer with a successful career in Istanbul. But he is deeply unhappy. Now middle-aged, divorced and lonely, he pines for his former wife, watches dreary porno and occasionally indulges in silent sex with an unnamed woman. His artistic life is similarly paralyzed because he never became a filmmaker like Tarkovsky.

His younger cousin (Mehmet Emin Toprak) suddenly shows up to move in, temporarily. Now unemployed, he is looking for a job on a cruise ship. Diffident and none too bright, he also annoys his neat-freak cousin with his slovenly habits.

The film subtly chronicles the nature of the "distance" between these two as individuals, between them and the other people in their lives, between them and strangers in their neighbourhood, and between them and their country. They are essentially lost souls with little hope of resolving their problems and washing away their bitterness.

Remarkably, because Distant sounds dreary, Ceylan manages to invigorate this scenario with a tempered beauty that keeps the viewer entranced. He is a true auteur filmmaker, having produced, written, directed, photographed and edited the film. His characters are fully realized. His images of a harsh winter are striking. His aesthetic is uncompromised. If conventional fare is leaving you out of the loop, then Ceylan's Distant may be a bittersweet cinematic salve.