A young female psychiatrist from Istanbul starts compulsory duty in a provincial town, where she came by appointment, but not far from the city. While the week continues his duty in the town, he comes to his house in Istanbul on weekends. She maintains a marriage that looks flawless from the outside with her attractive husband Cem; But he feels that there is something that goes wrong inside. On the other hand, while his relationship with Elmas, a young woman who was brought to the hospital one day, opened a completely different door to Sehnaz, Elmas, who was about to lose his mental balance, knoted his knots with the help of Sehnaz. It will solve. Yesim Ustaoglu, one of the most important female directors of our new cinema, brings a dramatic story to the screen in her 5th feature film.
The cast is fine; the lead actresses are wonderful, but the narrative is a garbled mess that never clears up, including a disturbingly violent scene, followed by an ending poorly shot in glaring sun, that leaves us staring at. . . . Nothing. It was as if they all just quit. The blame for the failure of this film with so much potential belongs completely on both writer and director. They had the chance to tell parallel stories of marital rape and psychiatric treatment-with both women working together toward healing-and they blew it. The alleged psychiatric therapy is ridiculous, there are multiple filler scenes going nowhere, and nothing is ever fully clear or resolved. The title, it turns out, is totally apt, but not for the reason the makers intended. This could have been a superb and important film; instead it limped to a flat closure and became a disappointing time waster. Still, if the viewer can handle that, the lead actresses are both deeply moving. I am glad I saw their performances, but they deserved a better film.
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