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in memory of... ...my grandfather, Nazmi Erdoğan and my brother, Gürdal Tosun... 1974 - A small town|in southeastern Turkey Emin! Emin! Yeah, what? Cut it out! lso, Veysi, you bastards. Just wait till l catch you! Stop it! lf l fucking catch you...! Sons of bitches!|l'll show you! Damn! Missed it again! lsn't it a bit too close for comfort? Closeness inspires love,|which leads to Art. How many girls have you|tried that line on? Search for the answer|in my eyes. -What a fucking stupid movie!|-Don't flip out on me! -lt's bullshit!|-So don't watch it, idiot! How am l supposed to know it's|bullshit without watching it? ldiot! Keep it down! Shut your faces and sit down! Hello! What a coincidence! You again. Well, it's a public beach after all! l'll tell that lady you stole her car. That's enough out of you!|Go find yourself another beach! You've utterly ruined me! What's the big deal? Don't cry mother. l'll do my duty and come back. The movie made me cry. What's the matter? Nothing, just hiccups. Mother, please don't cry. l've just been called up, that's all. Mother, we all did it.|And l served 28 months. Why so long? Never mind.|lt's a bit complicated. Weren't you caught with a woman? Some broad? That's no way to talk about|a married woman. She was married, too?|-Why'd you say she was married? l didn't. You did! Cut it out.|Watch the movie! You too. Mother! l told you, it's the movie. What's there to cry about? They won't live happily ever after. lt's all over,|and we're together again. Till death do us part. lt's these false teeth, Mayor. Food keeps getting stuck|under them. You've gotten old, Casim. We'll be eating helva next year|after your funeral service. Why me?|Maybe you'll die pimp. l still have my own teeth, codger! Pimp! But there's only a couple of months|between you. No way! Old Casim was friends|with my late uncle. Fuck off!|He's been dead for ten years! See? You've got one foot|in the grave! You're like a fossil, Casim. We'll put you in the museum|if we get one. No hard feelings. l was just|joking along with the others. Rifat. lf you've finished eating,|go say goodbye to your friends. Yes, sir. Stay away|from their mothers, though. Don't worry, dad. So, Rifat's doing his|military service too. Time sure flies. l was a private in|lzmir and... ...there was this officer who... Well, dear old Casim. lzmir was part of the Ottoman|Empire then, wasn't it? Empire? Turkey wasn't even|a republic back then! Asiye! Hey, Asiye! Rifat. What are you doing? Shhh. Mother's photo! Go! Quick! l'm going away. l'm going away. l know. You'll wait for me, won't you? l'll wait. What should l get you from Ankara? What do you know about gifts?|Some men even write poetry. All you do is chase after a ball. l don't chase after a ball. l'll be|a football player one day. God willing. Don't start that again. What's that? My scab's inside it. Scab? Remember how l fell and skinned|my knee when we first met? l saved the scab|because it was our wound. l know it's silly, but... l thought it'd be better than|giving you a picture. You might get bored of it. But a scab|is like a piece of my flesh. lt'll give you a pang|every time you look at it. ls heart-of-stone Asiye crying? Why would l cry? l thing a scab's a silly gift|for a girlfriend, too. Mom's probably looking for me. -l'll write the minute l get there.|-Fine. -What do you mean, fine?|-You know. Fine. Give me a kiss. You know, l'm off to the army. Not like that.|On the lips, like in the movies. No way. l won't leave until you do. Don't then. Don't eat the food over there. l won't, mom. lf she could, she wouldn't let go of|him until he was discharged. Siti, the bus is leaving! Don't eat just anything.|You've got a sensitive stomach. Have someone else try the food|first. Then eat it. All right, mom.|May God be with you. Look. What do you think? That's what l got up to in Ankara. The last time l went to the nightclub|the owner said ''Welcome, Fikri''. Turns out he'd seen my name|on my lD bracelet. l asked where Feri was. l've got a babe there. l call her Feri|cause she looks like the actress. Her real name is Gulsen,|but her friends call her Munevver. And when we're alone|l call her ''lambchop''. She's such a sweetie. Hello, Engin. Hi, Emin. l brought your radio. Does it work now? What do you mean? Has any radio|escaped my healing hands? -What kind of answer is that?|-What kind of question was that? How much do l owe you? Don't worry about it till later. ls that scumbag there in the shop? Where in Ankara is this nightclub? ln Ulus. Over by that statue. You should see all the lights and|glitter. Real classy joint... What do you want, psycho? l want my money. What money? Didn't l fix your radio last year? And didn't you tell me|to come back later? -Now fork it over!|-Think you can bully me, dickhead? -Watch your mouth, Fikri!|-What are you talking about? Get out of here, fuck-face! Fikri, what do you want|from the poor orphan? The bastard's cursing at me. You started it! l fixed your radio.|Now pay up, faggot! Who're you calling faggot, pimp! Pimp yourself, you son of a bitch. Stop it. That's enough.|Go on, get out of here, Emin. Maniac... See you later, Fikri. Damn! My arm! Here's a list. Wires, spools and stuff.|Make sure you don't forget anything. This is no time for joking around.|l feel awful. l'm getting out of here. ''The Gangsters'', showing tonight|at the Lale Cinema. Welcome, Mr. Mayor. -Give me your blessings, father.|-Bless you, my son. Goodbye. The soldiers are leaving|on the bus. Our Rifat's on it, too. They've called up|all the young ones this time. Why did they take so many|this time around? You've got the wrong idea|about me. Really. Try that number on some other girl. When l'm in love, l feel it here. And when l do|there are no lies, no tricks. l feel it with my heart and soul. That bastard's been showing|the same movie all week. Cool! l wish it was an action movie. Maybe there'll be|some kissing action. Shut up, you pervert. That girl sleeps day and night. Wake up and have some melon. -Huh?|-Want some melon rinds? No thanks, mother. l adore you, l entreat you... Are you all right? Don't cry sonny. Get down you little devils! Are they up on the roof again? Movies make you forget everything. Didn't l tell you the kids|shouldn't climb trees at night? -What happened, dad?|-A lot of crap, that's what! All right. l'll have some now. And didn't l say no one could|watch Latif's movies? We don't go there.|We watch from here. You may as well have gone on in! Hey, little devils, have some melon. Hello. Come in, Seyhmus. l noticed you didn't get your melon|tonight, Mayor. This one's on me. Thanks. They've already bought one. Oh, really? Keep this one for tomorrow, then. Must have bought it from my boy.|Good night! Where'd you get this? Do we have to answer|for everything we do? So you stole it, then? ls the Mayor's family|a pack of thieves? lf l stole it was for the child. l'll be the laughing stock|of the town! Those you look down on|are people of honor. Go home! The film's over! l'm leaving,|but only to return one day. How's it going, lso, Veysi?|Good night. You electrocuted me!|What's 'n your hand? Teasing me'll get you|the shock of your life. All that kissing|and stuff is phony. Watch what l'm|gonna do to Crazy Emin. Crazy Emin! Cut it out, you bastard! Maniac! So your boy's in the army. lt's no big deal. He's so young. l wish it'd been|Ahmet, not Rifat. He's so helpless. l wish they'd take Ahmet forever. l wish l didn't have a son like him. Rifat was my father's favorite. He said Rifat would grow up to be|a village head like him. He said ''Just like me.'' Nazmi, is Ankara so very far? Why do you put this flowerpot here? lt's right in the middle of the road. Of course l'll bump into it. ls there another way in? Stop! l heard something. Never mind. We're busy. Slow down. Wait for me! Cool! Why do stars shoot? l asked that once. lt's so crowded|up there that some fall to earth. Who'd you ask? A friend. Why're you farting, you pansy! We're outside.|What's the big deal? lt stinks just as much. Don't cry my boy. So are you little pests|sleeping up on the roof? What's so funny? Don't cry, honey. Gule! Nafiz! Go tell your father|to get the bonesetter. -The poor thing broke his foot.|-OK, mom. Don't forget to|put on your underwear. How did you know? Come on. Get going. What's all the racket about? -Yılmaz broke his foot.|-Which Yılmaz? Remember your son?! What an idiot! Get out of my way. You'd think l broke his foot. Get up, Gule|and make me breakfast! Esteemed citizens... ...a surfeit of sand in the|municipal mains... ..may lead to certain unavoidable|obstruction of services. Thank you for your|restraint and patience. What's he talking about? Water isn't running because the pipes|are filled with sand. What would life be without|your entertaining announcements. What a great mayor we have.|Water running through the streets... ...but not through the pipes.|What a great job! lt's not the Mayor's fault.|lt's that bastard contractor. Watch your mouth!|Fikri's my cousin. Well, l'm related to the Mayor. Did l call the Mayor a bastard? You can't, because he isn't one. And is Fikri a bastard? lf he weren't your cousin, he'd be|the biggest bastard around. Now you're talking. What's so funny? Fikri, you haven't done any work.|How can you ask for money? We all know that contractors|occasionally get down to work. You don't like the work|but you like the money. You and your team grab all contracts,|but do nothing. Mr. Mayor, those words|of yours sure sting. Can words sting an ox! What are insults to oxen? Why couldn't you|lay a pipe in five years? We never get advances in time. You waste them carousing around|with women. lf l've spent so much as a penny|on a woman, l'm no man. We all know you're no man. Mayor, you're addressing the|grandson of Village Head Bedri! Bedri was a muledriver. So you can't love animals|and be village head? The late, great lover of mules. You're wasting my time. Get out! At least give me my advance. Fikri! Don't expect any work|to get done then. Do you expect my team|to work for free? Get the money back from your|women and give it to the men, then. What's this obsession with women? Have you been paid, Mr. Fikri? Fat chance! When l campaign|for him, we get along. When it comes to money, he|starts squirming. When he needs me it's all praises|for my grandfather,... ...for his wonderful mules. l need money, not flattery! Give me a cigarette, Sezgin. l don't have any. Come on. Let's see. Ah! l thought l'd thrown that pack away.|Must have noticed that only... one or two were left and made|plans to toss it. That's how l forgot all about it. lf l had tossed it,|l'd have forgotten it by now. You'll have to wait for your kickback,|my friend Sezgin. See you. Sezgin. Yes, sir. You're losing your hair. lt's just my high forehead. Mr. Good-looking, huh? Mind your own business. -ls my dad in?|-Yeah. Anyone with him? Nope. Sezgin. What? Never mind. Come on, you looked at my head! You're thinning a bit on top. Get lost. Dad, Yılmaz fell off the roof. What's so funny about that? Nothing. l was just kidding around|with Sezgin, that's why. How's Yılmaz? Mom said he broke his foot. She wants you|to get the bonesetter. Okay, you can go. lf you have an errand for me... l wouldn't waste one on you. When do you start work? Next month, God willing. God willing. Mr. Basri, the town administrator,|is here to see you. -Send him in.|-Yes, sir. Sezgin, have you heard about|some new shampoo? No, sir. What is it like? You rub it on your ass and the hair|there comes out on your head. Bit wiry, though. Our Mayor's such a wit. Welcome, Basri. Nothing welcome about it. We're in big trouble! What happened? When there's some state job to get|done, they pin it on me. The governor asked me to oversee|things personally. Sorry to hear that, Basri.|Anyway, let's have some tea. l'm sorry too. But for you. The Governor was so pleased to|hear you'd take charge of it. Where did he hear that? l told him. Great. What is it exactly? Receiving a delegation|from Ankara. What delegation? They're bringing|a vizontele transmitter. A what? You know. lt's in all the papers. So we're finally getting one too? l knew you'd be thrilled about it. Good! Mr. Mayor, what exactly is it? You know, we've all heard about it. Radio with pictures. l'll give you all the help|my official capacity allows me. What help? lt's your job! Certainly! Assisting you is my duty! Goodbye. Radio with pictures. Movies in every home.|lt will be the end of Latif. Attention! Anyone selling goods on public|property will be in big trouble! And don't say l didn't warn you first! Don't cry honey. lt's dislocated, not broken. So, he's all right? Sure. lf he's careful today,|he'll be on his feet tomorrow. Bless you. Let's bind it. Many thanks, Saban. What a great pair of glasses! They were my father's.|Now they're mine. -Will your kids wear them after you?|-God willing. Goodbye. l caught it! l caught it! Well, l sliced up the bread! Musto, Aykut! Let it go! Let what go? The bird, of course.|Think l'm an idiot? Come weed the garden. What's wrong, Sıddık? lt's my tooth, Mr. Mayor. l'll have|it pulled next month, God willing. Come here. l'll wash you down. ls what l heard true? What did you hear?|Spit it out slowly. That you're taking a second wife. Who told you that? That's not important.|ls it true? lt's just to help you|with housework. Help? There's something else|that needs help working... What do you mean by that? Damn! There goes another. You'll ruin me! Answer me, melon man. l would, but they won't let me. Take this melon home.|We'll talk it over tonight. There's no need for that.|l got my answer! -Look at that. A perfect melon, too.|-Don't worry. We'll eat it. Back to work, greedy bastards. l want it finished by 7:00 this|evening or there'll be... -...a big crowd at the entrance.|-Finish it by the evening. Dad, what about my, you know? l'll take care of it son.|Get in the truck. Get lost! ''The Gangsters'' is showing tonight! ''The Gangsters'' tonight|at the Lale Cinema. Turn it down a bit. So, weeding, are you? Yeah. Pulling up the bad plants|so the good ones can flourish. Don't you have any|in your yard? No. Right. Yours are in the house. Some weeds are tough to pull up.|They have deep roots. So, we pull them out, roots and all. -l heard something, is it true?|-lf you heard it, it must be false. l heard vizontele is coming. Oh, that. Aren't you happy about it? No problem. Just checking. Do you even know what it is? Sure. l saw one once in lstanbul. Nothing like the cinema, huh. Don't get too close. We don't want any|weeds in our garden. Let's go, Veli. We'll have a crowd|for the Yılmaz Güney movie tonight. And keep an eye out for|the rooftop freeloaders. Nothing like the cinema, huh? lf he's so worried, this|vizontele must be a good thing. Stop it. Your mother'll see us. No, she won't. Nafiz! Coming mom. -What is it?|-Make a phone call for me. There's no point. They won't|be able to connect us. Calling Ankara isn't so easy. Go on. Just do it. Hello, switchboard. Hi, Salih. This is Nafiz. The mayor's son. You were going to connect us|to Ankara. What happened? Hello! We can't even get through to|the operator, let alone Ankara. Salih! Haven't we helped you over|the years? Connect me to my Rıfat! Dammit! lt's not Salih's fault. Hello, Salih. Rifat. Hello! lt would be great with pictures. -Would you like some fruit?|-What's with the fruit? What are you shouting about?|Just offering. Don't! l'm pissed off enough as it is. On the road to nowhere,|heel broken, nails broken. Hair messed up for 300 km. now! Did l assign you?|Am l the general director? lf you're not,|why are you hitting on me? Hitting on you? Me? lsn't he after me, Cevat? Not exactly.|Maybe over interested is all. Over interested? Come on, you're overdoing|it a bit with the broad. Broad? That's it!|Shut up and turn that off. l swear l'm about to kill myself. What kind of an assignment|is this for a lady? That Bünyamin bastard|is responsible for all this. l'm not about to sleep with just|any old deputy director. We already spent 4 extra days|because the truck broke down. By the way, l'm not staying an extra|second in this godforsaken town! Aren't we going to set it up? No way! Give them directions|and let them do it themselves. Being exploited in a place like this! Pull over. At least let me|have some water. -What do you mean by ''at least''?|-l mean, God give me patience. -Cheers.|-Same to you! -We wanted some water.|-You're in the right place. A fountain is the place for water. ls it far to the town center? Why are you asking? We don't|get many questions like that. We're from Ankara.|We brought a television transmitter. Ah? What transmitter? Here sir. We've got something|better than water. Not this early in the day. We can pretend it's evening. Tekin. What's the hold up? Pass me that raki, brother. That woman is such a bitch.|l'm about to kill her. The guy she mentioned. Bunyamin.|The deputy director. His wife caught them in bed. Now|she says he's under her control. More like she's under him|all the time. l sure feel better now. Goodbye. Some drinker. He is. lsn't he? Attention! The delegation expected to|arive from Ankara today... ...is bringing us a|vizontele transmitter. What's keeping them, Mr. Mayor? They'll be here any minute, brother. You should have made a speech. What are you talking about? Of course you don't have to. You can't make a speech|every time a crowd gathers. You'd have to speak every time|three people got together. Like you've nothing better to do. -Bring the microphone.|-Yes, sir. This is a great day|in our town's history. Why? Are we driving out|the enemy or something? A very important delegation from... ...Ankara is bringing us a vizontele,|an example of the latest technology! -What's coming?|-Vizontele. -What's that?|-l think l saw one in Ankara. -What does it do?|-l don't remember. l was drunk. My eyes were|on the babe next to me. -Sure. l believe you.|-l swear it's true! She was a singer! What's this machine Mr. Mayor? lt's like radio with pictures. What do you mean? Zeki Müren sings on the radio. Right? Right. With this, you can hear him and|see him at the same time! Will he see us? l don't know about that. What about if you're wearing|your underwear? You wouldn't want|the great Mr. Müren to see that. And what if the prime minister|appears on the news? Will we have to sit around|the house wearing ties? Don't be ridiculous.|Can actors see you at the cinema? Can't they? No. This will be like having a cinema|in your own home. But no tickets. There they are. Welcome to our town.|l'm the Mayor, Nazmi Doğan. Go on. Get the sacrificial lamb. There is no need for that. Why? Don't you eat meat? We can't stay long Mayor. We're|returning to Ankara immediately. Now, if those gentlemen|could just unload the device... Gentlemen! The device... At least come up and|have a drink before dinner. Thank you sir,|but we'll be on our way. There's no getting out of here|so quickly. lt takes at least a year to get|the right contacts... ...for re-assignment to Ankara. What do you mean by that? Just kidding, nothing personal. Not my idea of a joke. l got a bit carried away. Tekin, cut the yakking! What yakking?|She's such a maniac. She may tired, not a maniac.|Would she care for a drink? Upper Ayrancı? What? l know Ankara very well.|Are you from Upper Ayrancı? No. So it is Lower Ayrancı? No! That place with a park, then? No! My name is Fikri. Must be all the travelling l guess. What were you talking to her for? Me? She talked to me first. Gave me her address in Ankara,|so l could visit her. Let me just jot it down. This is how you hook it up.|Understand? Put the transmitter up|on a high hilltop. When you get a picture,|set it there. Good luck. Hey, wait a minute. What? How? Move over a bit lsmihal. So l'll be sitting on the driver's lap? You'd think she never|sat on a lap. -What was that?|-Nothing. Just a joke. Don't blow this way. But you're smoking too. l want my own smoke, not yours. -This is all your fault.|-What can l do. lt's the state's job. We'll find a way out of this. What do we know about this|vizontele thing? They just dumped it. We need someone who|understands these things. Where can we we find|someone like that? -We've already got one.|-Who? -Emin.|-Which Emin? Crazy Emin, the radio guy. Get real! You can't be serious.|We can't let that maniac near it. He knows all about radios.|This is just one with pictures. Do you seriously think|that nutcase can handle this? He can build|a radio out of a shoe! Exactly. A nutcase!|Normal people wear shoes. lf anyone can do it, it's Emin. There's no way l can help you|with that. Just take a look, Emin. How can l help with that? And you've already got|six daughters. But she hasn't given me a son.|Just blow on her and pray. This holy breath thing is just|something people made up. Your father was a holy man. People call you crazy but l believe|you're a holy man. You got Seyid's boy walking. My father was no holy man. God forgive you. And you|smote so and Veysi. That was just an electric shock! And l just made the boy a crutch.|You want one? Would you? Will it help me have a son? Leave me in peace! So much for neighborliness.|Come on, woman! My father a holy man?|He was a bastard! Back then the governor had|a daughter. Leman. She had hair clear down to here.|And when the wind blew... ...she looked like a ballerina|with a long cape. She came to the match one day. l broke out in a sweat|even before it started. Anyway, l caught a corner position|and headed the ball into the goal! Everyone clapped.|l turned. Leman was on her feet,|cheering me. How long was she in these parts? 2 years. She told me to visit her|if l was ever in zmir. And l did. 5 years later. You found her? Yeah. We had tea together. Leman, me and her husband. Remember what our teacher|said about this place... Which teacher? Our literature teacher in high school. What'd he say? He called it the capital city|of disappointment. What is this? lt's a vizontele. What does it do? lt'll bring the world to our home. What for? What do you mean? -How will it do that?|-l don't know. lt's something like a moviehouse. -One in each home.|-May God protect us! Mela Hüseyin said|movies were sinful. He says that about everything. Repent. You busy yourself with this|but have no time for your son. l haven't been able|to talk to him even once. He's in the army. So what?|We all served. l served four years. Nafiz! Try to call him again. The whole world right here. Maybe Emin really is|just the guy for this. -Mr. Veli, when is the fight film?|-Get lost. Wh... wh... what is it? They all call it ''vizontele''.|But it's really called ''television''. Wh... what is it? lt's the devil's work. We don't show|blasphemous movies at the cinema. But this thing will be in everyone's|house. Who knows what it'll show? Do your religious duty.|Warn the people. Bye! Would you like some tea? Ahmet! Come to the breakfast table,|you drunk! l'm here dad. What's the fuss? With the drinking and all,|it's become a rare honour... ...to see your face around here. l drink now and then with friends,|that's all. Now and then? You don't even go to the office.|After all the strings l pulled. Don't do this in front of the women! Oh. So, you do give a damn about|the women of the house? ls that why we married you? Did you ask me anything|about it then? Get up and get out! Now! Eat your food, child. -Nafiz.|-Yes, father. Get me Emin, the radio guy. Crazy Emin? Go on, son! Come on, kids... Why are you taking them|to religious classes? Repent, mayor. Do you want them|to grow up heathens? Your son went, and this devilish|contraption arrived in his place. lt's a bad omen!|You must get rid of it. lt will bring harm on us. God in heaven protect us! Well, children. Repeat after me. |
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