|Posted on Monday, April 18, 2005 - 12:19 am: |
Just saw TURTLES CAN FLY, directed by Bahman Ghobadi; it's in Seattle for a few more days and is playing small venues here and there. Set in a Kurdish village and adjacent refugee camp in Northern Iraq, beginning just prior to the American invasion and ending just after the fall of Baghdad, it's told mostly through the eyes of children, and especially a likeable, entrepreneurial kid called Satellite, since he travels between villages setting up satellite dishes that allow the Kurds to follow international news. The kids make their living digging up and selling landmines; many of them are maimed, including a boy with no arms who suffers prophetic visions (some of it being newsreel footage of the invasion). It's a great story, incredibly grim, with one image after another like nothing I've ever seen. A TIME FOR DRUNKEN HORSES was dark and gut-wrenching; this is even moreso, but more balanced. While there's precious little of the humor that made MAROONED IN IRAQ one of my favorite movies, Ghobadi's touch with characters, especially kids, gives it great warmth. Ghobadi is an admirer of Kusturica, and at first I thought Satellite (with his huge glasses) was going to be a bit of a steal from the bug-eyed hero of TIME OF THE GYPSIES, but he's not--he's his own creature. Not all the kids are spunky and resilient; some are completely shattered. Highly recommended.
vaibhav s. maskar
|Posted on Thursday, November 10, 2005 - 01:54 am: |
this one off the great move