Film Nuri Bilge Ceylan Octavio Carbajal Gonzalez

Winter Sleep (2014)

Octavio Carbajal González
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Director: Nuri Bilge Ceylan

“Not seeing a man for what he is, idolizing him like a god, and then being mad at him, because he’s not a god. Do you think that’s fair?”

Inspired by three short stories by Anton Chekhov and some of Dostoevsky’s writings, Winter Sleep is the most ambitious film by the Turkish director Nuri Bilge Ceylan, and won him the Palme d’Or in 2014. Ceylan is an exceptional photographer who has become a major filmmaker and established himself as one of the greatest names in contemporary cinema, and Winter Sleep is the culmination of a process of maturity and refinement of style that was already noticeable in its predecessor, the magnificent Once Upon a Time in Anatolia (2011).

In Winter Sleep, the premise is direct: in its 3 hours, 16 minute duration, Ceylan wants to transmit the power of a prodigious visual novel. The auteur’s beautiful images blend with the depth and complexity of his dialogues, co-written by his wife, Ebru Ceylan. The result is an intriguingly reflective work and interior study, which unfolds with every viewing that adds to the celebration of the film’s artistic dimension. “I try to understand the human soul,” Ceylan tells us in an interview about this film. The Turkish filmmaker moves through an insightful exploration of people’s actions and desires. He creates a remarkable statement on how our experiences and our past shape and limit us. Like a Shakespearean play, these questions are explored under the gazes of his characters.

The stunning landscape of the film is set in Cappadocia, an ancient mountainous area in Central Anatolia. The strange beauty of that peculiar geographical corner offers the first deep impact to the viewer. We are introduced to the lives of Aydin (Haluk Bilginer), owner of a boutique hotel where he lives with his beautiful young wife, Nihal (Melisa Sözen), and his recently divorced sister, Necla (Demet Akbag). Aydin is a retired actor and owner of several properties in the region, all inherited from his father.

There is an abysmal disconnection between the way Aydin sees himself -compassionate, superior, intelligent, brave- and how he is seen by the others. Aydin spends his time writing essays for the local newspaper. He speaks through his own life and experiences, but also with his ideas. Our protagonist is an idealist rather than a realist, he always puts words before actions. His sister, unable to deal with her own problems, confronts him by questioning the arrogant paternalism with which he writes his weekly newspaper column. Aydin’s wife Nihal feels suffocated and annoyed by the narcissistic behavior that he displays every day, and is portrayed as an antidote to his loneliness. In a way, Aydin carries out what most men have deep within: the pure need to satisfy loneliness, the coldness of narcissism, and the deep nostalgia of a past that is no longer there.

The lives of Aydin and Nihal are carefully dissected, with calm and measure, gradually revealing the implicit keys that open the intimate secrets of their relationship. They both fight out a silent duel between conscience and pride. The double entendres in their conversations alternate with reciprocal humiliation, and cynicism leaves no room for forgiveness. The surface is beautiful, but the underground is rotten.

Aydin, his wife and his sister can see the world’s problems, and they apparently have many ideas and opinions on how to solve them. But they look the other way when trouble hits them; keeping silent, distorting or recreating reality at their will and according to their own wishes. Ceylan spins around these characters and portrays a prodigious study about class division, pride, misanthropy, resentment, loneliness, nostalgia, love, guilt and intellectual narcissism.

There is always misunderstanding and excessive prejudices between the characters, they talk a lot but can’t communicate. The grandiloquence and elevated insights of Aydin aren’t enough to unfold the hearts of his family. The coldness of the stone landscape around them is nothing less than the reflection of dry souls. The winter turns into a nightmare for these prisoners in Cappadocia. Refugees in their self-imposed victimization, they are lost in daily boredom and monotony.

The images transmit the roughness of the rocks, the sound and feel of the wind, the comfort of a heated room in the middle of winter. This precision of the environment and amplification of its ambient sounds turns the scenes into vivid places and contributes to let oneself be carried away by emotions and inevitable thoughts about one’s own existence. In Chekhov’s words: “All of life and human relations have become so incomprehensibly complex that, when you think about it, it becomes terrifying and your heart stands still.”

by Octavio Carbajal González

Read all stories in our special about Nuri Bilge Ceylan and his films:
Once Upon A Time In Anatolia (2011)
Winter Sleep (2014)
The Wild Pear Tree (2018)
Nuri Bilge Ceylan On His Beginnings And Art- An Interview

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