Sibel

Here is a wonderful, sober little tale of a young girl, Sibel, but not just any young girl. A survivor of segregation. A fond and brave being, full of sensibility and with a compassionate heart that fights for her own voice - the only one that speaks the truth, the only one the world has tried to keep from our befuddled senses. Somewhat introduced as a lost and wild soul, she turns out to be the most dedicated spirited human in her land. Damla Sönmez captures us from start to finish, in a movie that flows through its story in a breath of an absolute and beautiful realism.

The actress and character are so badass you are left wondering why nobody else around sees that. That's a big part of the irony of this film. Aside from that I cared so deeply for these characters, great direction and storytelling. It was a thrilling journey. I could imagine this being a best foreign film nominee, it was that good!

From the heart of the forest in ancient times a farseeing and intrepid woman returns with a magical fire that draws the other women of the community. The bad spells that are cast over them are broken and together the women shine. There is no telling when this mysterious woman might appear.

Because she is mute Sibel is considered bad luck and is bullied by the other women in the village including her little sister. Sibel's pariah status is partially a blessing in that it grants her an unusual independence. In her spare time she roams the forest with a rifle looking for a wolf to kill. A dead wolf would improve her status with the other women and so the hunt consumes her. Sibel communicates by whistling, an ancient language understood by many in the community including her single father, sister, and an elderly recluse she befriends. When Sibel stumbles upon an injured fugitive in the forest she risks her safety, independence, and family honor by helping him, yet she is too lonely to let him go.

This enthralling story of female empowerment unfolds in Turkey's resplendent mountain forests of ancient spruce, mist, and patches of sunlight. The story loosely parallels that of the Scarlet Letter where a shunned woman becomes a positive source of wisdom and inspiration for other women in the village. There are many touching scenes such as when a hopeful Sibel shows up at a dance in a sparkly, flowery dress handmade by her reclusive friend, and she is shamed by her little sister. This powerful and encouraging story of feminine prowess is needed in all places, even in America, where women shun enlightenment and education in favor of pleasing men who treat them with disdain. The film is not a showcase of acting skills or cinematography, but it is believable and heartening.

Damla sönmez.. The woman plays with her eyes. She is impressive and inspiring.

This is a fine film, solidly acted across the board, which introduces us to village life in Turkey's northern mountains. Shots of wilderness and village settings are great and, while not that much actually happens, the plot and the main character's plight, continue to grip the viewer throughout.

What's different here is the extraordinary Sibel, mute because of a childhood illness, she communicates via an ancient whistling language (originally evolved to allow farmers to 'talk' over very long distances) now spoken and understood by only a few. Because of her disability, she is treated somewhere between a child, not required to cover her head (presumably because no man will want her) and a man, allowed to go freely around the village, fields and forest, carrying her rifle. Her attitudes are interesting - she fearlessly takes on an unknown male assailant, but makes no resistance when the older women of the village attack her. Even more interesting (and producing perhaps the best performance of the film) is the attitude of her conflicted father, the local mayor. Sibel provides him with the domestic support, cooking and cleaning, that any widower expects of his daughter in this society, but also with the companionship usually provided by a son as the two go hunting together and he declares with pride that she knows the forest better than any local man. At some deeper level he understands that not only disabled people are abused by this culture, but, through Sibel, that women are too. Even in his position of power though, he is unable to change anything.

The script is a bit less reliable - for example it's not believable that the prissy younger sister would have the courage, let alone the skills required to track Sibel into the deep forest undetected. But the upbeat ending is fine. This is not victim-feminism, but presents a character able, despite a wobble or two, to function well despite all the odds stacked against her by both her disability and the chauvinist society she lives in.