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Sunday, February 7, 2016

Mustang



**Spoiler Alert**

Director: Deniz Gamze Erguven/Starring: Gunes Sensoy, Doga Zeynep Doguslu, Tugba Sunguroglu, Elit Iscan, Ilayda Akdogan, Nihal G. Koldas, Burak Yigit and Ayberk Pekcan

The Turkish Oscar nominee for Best Foreign Film; Mustang only just arrived at the local art cinema and it is readily apparent why the committee selected director Deniz Gamze Erguven's stirring film. As more and more films about women or directed by women made their way to movie screens in 2015, movie audiences were treated to powerful stories that offered viable viewing alternatives to male-heavy Hollywood. Many of the films addressed various social conditions facing women in the past and present; Joy, Carol, Brooklyn, Suffragette, I Am Najoom, Aged 10 and Divorced and Chi-raq; to name a few. Erguven's own contribution, like Najoom, shows us the suffocating, cultural norms of less progressive countries where women's freedom of choice and expression have been nullified by draconian laws and customs conceived and enforced by men. The key similarity between the films are female protagonists who recognize the oppressive nature of their culture and take action to escape it.

Set in present day northern, rural Turkey, Mustang tells the story of five young, teenage sisters who incur the wrath of their grandmother when a busybody neighbor notices them frolicking with some local boys in the water. While young girls sitting on the shoulders of boys trying to topple one another into the water seems harmless in our western eyes, to the elder members of the Turkish community, the game is a shocking breach of female propriety. Their grandmother scolds them angrily and forces them into a kind of house arrest; fearing further contact with boys and unkind, gossipy talk. Of course their domestic incarceration means no school and zero contact with the outside world. Because the girl's parents are deceased, their upbringing is overseen by their grandmother (Nihal G. Koldas) and their strict uncle Erol (Ayberk Pekcan), who grant them few freedoms.

The most defiant of the five sisters and the youngest is Lale (a terrific Gunes Sensoy), who resists and questions all stringent customs and rules she and her siblings must obey. Lale's interest in football (soccer) prompts her to petition her uncle to watch a game on television with the men, which he forbids without a second thought. As the girls find ways to surreptitiously escape their home, some manage to meet boys on the sly while Lale, eager to see a football match live, enlists her sister's participation. In an amusing but hair-raising scene, the girl's narrowly escape being seen in a televised game by their uncle. The grandmother resorts to cutting off the electricity to ensure the uncle doesn't catch a glimpse of the girls in the broadcast.

When the uncle discovers he can no longer keep his nieces from venturing out, he welds bars over all the windows to insure their captivity.

Before long, the two older sisters; Selma (Tugba Sunguroglu) and Sonay (Ilayda Akdogan) find themselves married off, against their wishes and will, to young men. And not only must they accept their respective wedding arrangements, they must also provide proof of their virginity on their wedding nights. In one scene, Selma's husband frantically searches for blood stains on the bed sheets while his family pounds on the bedroom door, demanding to see the evidence. Unable to satisfy her in-laws, Selma is subjected to a degrading medical examination, though the male physician proves to be sympathetic. Horrified at the prospect of a similar fate, the younger sisters are powerless to protest or to refuse Erol and their grandmother's unspoken demands.

As their uncle exerts his authoritarian rule, we discover that his feelings for the sisters are hardly avuncular; a fact that doesn't escape Lale's notice. Caught between compulsory marriage, which presents a life of spousal servitude and their uncle's amorous violations; we see the women are snared in a hopeless and inescapable web spun by the culture's male elders. Enabling the men are the older women, who train and prepare the younger women for their future roles as housewives.

For Lale, an escape to Istanbul, which serves as a symbol of freedom, is a goal she tirelessly pursues. So eager is Lale to break free from her home, she befriends a delivery man named Yasin (Burak Yigit), who helps the young teen learn the rudiments of driving to aid in her escape.

The film comes to a thrilling climax when the second youngest sister, Nur (Doga Zeynep Doguslu) is suddenly offered up as a wife to a prospective suitor, which galvanizes both she and Lale to effect an escape from Erol and their grandmother's clutches.

A film like Erguven's works when we care enough about the characters to be drawn into the story. The young women who play the sisters were cast exceptionally well and seem very much like sisters in manner and appearance.

Erguven's film makes a compelling statement about the powerlessness of women in the Islamic world. Whether stories like Mustang can offer hope to women in the Islamic nations (assuming this film has a worldwide release) remains to be seen. But given the rise of ISIS and Islamic extremism across the Arab world, progress may come to an unfortunate halt.

An earlier comparison to Najoom is apt, for both films feature young, female heroines whose actions reflect a youthful call for female liberation.

The film is powerful, sometimes disturbing but very real and heartfelt. The characters are sensitively drawn, as is the vivid world Erguven depicts. Lale refuses to be a victim and a subject; her actions and decisions make her an unlikely heroine in a culture that is loathe to celebrate female self-determination. I hope we see more women like her as the cinematic year unfolds.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Victoria



**Spoiler Alert**

Director: Sebastian Schipper/Starring: Laia Costa, Frederick Lau, Franz Rogowski and Burak Yigit

One of the features of the German film Victoria is its done-in-one-take process. Though a technical accomplishment, the exciting narrative approach seems more like a gimmick the further we are led into the story. Shot-in-real-time with a hand-held camera, the 140 minute film is weakened by implausibly stupid characters and a protracted running time made unnecessarily so by superfluous scenes and a story that refuses to materialize until the half-way mark. Director Sebastian Schipper's film is hardly bad; it just lacks a story and characters to compliment its technical ambitions.

The film opens with the pulsating rhythms of night club music as Victoria (Laia Costa); a young Spanish woman living in Berlin, moves her body rapturously. Shortly thereafter, she leaves the club, only to encounter a group of young Berliners who offer her a ride in a vehicle one claims is his. Intrigued by one of the young men's flirtations, Victoria listens as Sonne (Frederick Lau) tries to coax her into the vehicle. Skeptical about his claims of ownership, she discovers the men have actually broken into the car; a development she finds amusing and maybe exciting. When the real owner calls angrily to them, Victoria runs off with the guys. And as they bop around town, drinking and killing time, an attraction between Victoria and Sonne becomes readily apparent. As the evening morphs into very early morning, Sonne follows Victoria to her job at a local cafe, where the two spend time together. As Sonne looks around the cafe, he notices a piano in the corner. Victoria plays a beautiful piece for him and after she tells Sonne that she once studied piano in school but was told she wasn't good enough. While the two consider sadly what Victoria has divulged, Sonne's friends return, desperate for him to join them. They leave but return a short time later to ask Victoria to come along on a mission to replace one of the group who is intoxicated. Sonne explains to her that Boxer (Franz Rogowski), one of the group of friends, has been summoned to meet a local underworld associate for the purpose of repaying a debt. Intrigued by the danger, Victoria joins them; unsure of what awaits her.

The story takes awhile to arrive where something resembling conflict actually happens. It is apparent that Schipper has taken his time with the characters in their nightly wanderings and revels in an attempt to allow the audience to warm to them.

The meeting with Boxer's criminal associate takes place in an underground garage, with a scary-looking coterie of thugs in attendance. The leader; Andi (Andre Hennicke), explains to Boxer that the protection he enjoyed in prison comes with a price-tag. He tells Boxer he must rob a bank at a certain time for a specific amount of money; offering him precise instructions. After Boxer balks, Andi's henchmen threaten to take Victoria away, which prompts Sonne and his friend's compliance.

There is a bit of suspense during the robbery when Victoria is unable to start the stolen, hot-wired, getaway vehicle. The scene seems a little contrived but so be it. What follows after the robbery is a string of insanely senseless and stupid acts Sonne, Victoria and the group commit, which can't be solely attributed to overlooked details. Among them is taking a couple's baby to escape police detection. Another is getting into a fire-fight with the police. I'm still wondering why the group didn't merely drive back to the garage where Andi and his group were waiting; which would mean concealment from the police and honoring Boxer's debt. But the group must do silly things to prod the story in a certain direction; even if it means behaving illogically. I'm not normally a stickler for realism but a film that employs cinema verite' and tells a story in real time with a nod toward the gritty shouldn't have a lapse when it comes to people who seem reasonably intelligent.

And on the story goes toward a mostly tragic conclusion, where members of the group die from police gunfire or wounds sustained from such.

And what happens to the film's title character; the one-time piano student who works in a cafe; who suddenly finds herself mixed up with hellions? I won't say and I must say, I didn't care. Schipper's film fails to connect us emotionally to the characters, so their misfortunes didn't affect me.

I can't find fault with the look of the film or the performances. Some scenes dawdle, such as the moment after the robbery when Blinker (Burak Yigit) has a panic attack. The vehicle is stopped while the friends tend to him. What should have been a pulse-quickening sequence instead felt like extraneous time-filler.

But Schipper earns points for his ambition; for telling a story in one take. As I always say, I'd rather see an ambitious failure than a prosaic, uninspired, box-office success. But for me, his film fails. Not miserably, mind you, but in places where the story and characters might have been better conceived. His idea had much promise. A story about an every-person who finds herself in an extraordinarily dangerous situation is a juicy concept.

I won't categorically dismiss Schipper's film because it deserves an audience. Victoria is a miss but not a disaster.