I
first met Asli Ozge when we both showed our debut features at the Istanbul Film
Festival in 2003. Since then Ozge has become one of Turkish cinema’s brightest
young stars. Her award-winning film Koprudekiler (Men on the Bridge) is currently playing MoMA, after an intensely successful run on the international
festival circuit and distribution around the world. It’s a remarkable
hybrid of documentary and narrative, following the lives of several men who
work on a bridge across the Bosphorus in Istanbul. We seem them both
in their work and in their private lives – creating an intoxicatingly
intimate atmosphere that nevertheless has broader resonances. Because,
ultimately, we’re watching not just three men’s lives on one bridge, but an entire nation’s in-between existence -- one perched between East and West. Ozge was
in town recently, and I sat down with her to discuss her new film, her unique method of working, and the
Turkish film landscape in general.
"There used always to be something to say. Now that everyone is agreed, there isn't so much to say."
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Sunday, June 24, 2012
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Forgotten Films: The Stranger (Luchino Visconti, 1967)
(For an explanation of the Forgotten Films project, go here.)
Forgive me for a second if this gets a bit personal. (Don’t
worry -- not that personal.)
The other day, while suffering from a rather grotesque bout
of food-poisoning, I found myself thinking back to the last time I’d been
similarly laid low. And, amazingly, I could remember the exact date: I'm pretty sure it was
November 27, 1997. Newly returned from nearly a year in Russia, I had just
cooked myself a surprisingly delicious Thanksgiving meal of Georgian chakhokhbili and was
now suffering from the even-more-surprising and previously unbeknownst-to-me fact that the chicken had
been thawed and refrozen before I’d gotten to it. Worse: The following day MoMA was having a very rare
screening of Luchino Visconti’s The Stranger, a film I’d been trying
desperately to see since the age of thirteen, and the reason I'd chosen to remain in New York during Thanksgiving in the first place.
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