“ONCE UPON A TIME IN ANATOLIA” My rating: A- (Opening April 6 at the Tivoli)
153 minutes | No MPAA rating
I cannot begin to explain how “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia” does what it does.
That’s part of its greatness, the way in which it slowly worms its way into our consciousness and blossoms, not in big melodramatic moments but in little ripples of thought and suppressed emotion that create a mood unlike just about any film I can recall.
After a brief prologue that shows three men drinking in what appears to be a run-down car repair shop, Nuri Bilge Ceylan’s unforgettable drama begins at night in the rolling hills outside a medium-sized Turkish city. In a wide shot we see three pairs of headlights in the distance. They finally pull to a stop and men get out, some in uniforms, some carrying shovels, a couple in handcuffs.
We soon surmise that this is a police investigation. Two men have been charged with murdering a third; this expedition was organized to find the body.









