Nuri Bilge Ceylanloves snow.
This is all working material for the Turkish master whoseWinter Sleepwon the Palme dOr in 2014.
What am I doing here?
‘About Dry Grasses’Cannes Film Festival
Meaning: what is a man of the world doing teaching potato farmers children how to draw a horse?
Even the grass has no chance in life: Its unbearable.
Its like him, he muses in a rare voice-over, condemned by circumstance to insignificance.
His favoritism extends to giving Sevim little gifts, things you cant get in the village.
He lends her books; she comes into his office and giggles with him.
The other kids notice, of course.
it’s possible for you to see trouble ahead.
Not that it is hard to guess the source of this malicious accusation.
Samet tries to goad Sevim into admitting to it, but she slips from his grasp like an eel.
They both know that he was fixated on her.
She is young, vigorous, determined, anticipating her own future all the things he is not.
Ceylan constructs his own imaginary sliver of a universe over more than three hours of dense dialogue.
She and Kenan clearly are attracted to each other, another reason for Samet to be bitter.
Samet becomes, in fact, an embodiment of bitterness: bowed, glowering and more combative than ever.
Even so, he never becomes unsympathetic.
He is, after all, just a human.
That life isnt an easy ride and certainly not too quick, but it is a rewarding one.
