Waiting for the Clouds

I don't understand what people find with Yesim Ustaoglu. This movie maybe remind fresh memories the exile of local people from Turkiye in 20's 30's to other countries, nevertheless there is no sign for imagination of love, tragedy, aspiration used by director. It starts and ends with nothing in your mind. people saw the movie we all disappointed. its only a district political view of an evidence bullshit. Directors in Turkey either have no ability to see people, incidences, realities with an impartial view or values go beyond their conscious. Do watch this movie and you will see it is nothing worth of talking about this crap.

This is a great film in which the depicted events need a lot of patience to be followed,understood and put in mind.Although the film has some historical background,a person with true human heart can easily follow this film contrary to the belief that some elements about history must be read before watching a film with historical context.Yesim Ustaoglu has shot her film through the eyes of a small boy who is growing in a Turkey under conflict.There are some wise old women too around him who also have a great screen presence.The humor of the film is very limited and comes in the form of the observations made by the young boy.The photography by the renowned Polish cinematographer Jacek Petrycki is stupendous and every effort has been made by him to capture the beauty of the rural landscape. Waiting for the clouds is also a film about the search for identity as history forces people to question what they have been,why they are, what are going to be ? All in all, a very good slow moving film worthy of being appreciated with family members.

Yesim Ustaoglu manages to tell a sad story of past history where people are forced to loose their identities. Eleni which has lived her whole life with the name of Ayse, with an older lady who took care of her when she is left behind during a mass immigration, gets back in touch with her real identity, her real language. Her silence, cries out her loss of identity. The story is beautifully told through the eyes of a child, with beautiful pictures and landscape. The misty mountains accompany the misty pictures of the past. Yesim Ustaoglu is a very strong director who chooses good actors and gets good results. She deserves better recognition, which, I believe, will come through the years.

Whatever the intentions may be, it's executed in a terrible boring way. You don't feel for the characters at all, because you don't get the why's & how's. Bad directing and bad acting aswell.

Every year many art-house movie projects in Turkey are in search of sponsors. Often the political motivations determine where the sponsor should invest. This is one such example. It has been sponsored by EU just because it criticizes the the Turkish history.

This could be OK, unless you know how badly it has been executed and at the cost of which other projects, then you feel bad. In the same year this movie got the EU money, there were a couple of scenarios by some independent young directors. I found one especially about the life in a Eastern Turkey village, event evolving around the theme of struggle of local Kurdish people with the local feudal system was a star. It has been wasted because of Ustaoglu's "supply for the market demand" approach (here the market is EU, as opposed to viewers, unfortunately).

The only good thing about this movie are some shot on misty mountains. Otherwise it is a dry, uncreative execution of "voice of the master" concept.