Delusion
It is well known by aficionados that the writer, Oğuz Atay, was planning a novel called “Türkiye’nin Ruhu” (“The Soul of Turkey”). We don’t know exactly what it was to be. Consider the gamut that is Turkey, from its imperial reflexes to its authentic depressives, and how, you wonder, could the Soul be defined? We don’t know the answer beyond what the films of Zeki Demirkubuz tell us; as for the “beautiful and solitary nation” cliché, this slipped into the hands, and vocabulary, of the state long ago. CANAN’s one-hour, “home-made” film, Delusion (Delirium), presents the feminine side of Turkey’s soul. Reminiscent of the Fassbinders of the early years, this tearful and “particularly rheumy” melodrama is both socially aware and heartrending. It also incorporates a robust story which ranges in scope from internet chat rooms to religious sentiments, and Arabesque music to insanity. Right now, it is the only pithy Turkish film showing in Istanbul. The adventures of a housewife content with her “internet prince charming” make an excellent “confession hotline”.
Fatih Ozguven, Radical newspaper
60''
2014
CANAN
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