Pasión Turca

If on the one hand Antonio Gala can be considered one of the best writers of real literature in Spain today, and is also one of the leading connoisseurs of Islamic history and culture, and on the other José Luis Alcaine is one of our best directors of photography and José Nieto one of the best composers for TV and films, and we add to all this that Ana Belén is not at all a bad actress as well as being a very accomplished singer, either alone or with her husband Víctor Manuel, one could say that this film was destined to be memorable.

However, Vicente Aranda, who may be considered one of our most representative film directors today, just does not hit it off with this film. I think mostly because somewhere along the line in transition from being a literary novel of subtle poeticness to being a somewhat crudely and hurriedly concocted passionate love affair in seething sithering Istanbul, especially laid on for Spanish tourists judging by the San Miguel beer spread out on the street-side café, quite a lot of deliberate delicacy got lost.

The result being a rather top-heavy show of macho bravura unbefitting intelligent women in today's modern Spain – or anywhere else in Europe. The overbearing macho tendencies attributable to Islamics just does not fit in: the film becomes 'trasnochada' even before it starts.

I have seen this film about three times, unfortunately: and each time I like it less. Maybe it is because I suffer from acute manias with everything associated with Islamic mentality. Perhaps. I will not argue that: and of course accept that all manias are rather silly, especially including my own. But the fact remains that I was not brought up believing that women were like cattle and thus to be treated similarly. And that is what purportedly this film is bent on showing. Definitely one of Ana Belén's more important roles, but I am afraid that in this film things go dreadfully awry.

This film based on a Spanish best-seller is a wonderful, exotic drama, with too many distinctive elements to mention them all here. So, what's with the rating? The average rating is 7, but an actual rating of 5 is shown. If anything, someone with a personal grudge has stuffed the ballots against this crowd pleasing film. I first saw it here 5 years ago at our International Film Festival, where it played to a packed house, and was an audience favorite. The same acclaim in its native Spain and Latin America had preceded it. Otherwise, it would not have been chosen for our Festival, which features a small and careful selection of the best Hispanic Films not in general release in the US. Anyway, the movie has now been available on PAL video for years, and is one of the most memorable romantic dramas you will ever see, with several unique touches, you are unlikely to forget. The novel use of two endings by the director is one of them. The movie ends with a more popular (with test audiences) ending, different from the novel. The director then shows us again the last scene, ending the film as the novel ended. This gives audience a choice of endings, and makes you think about how original material is frequently altered in films, to make them more commercial. This additional food for thought is the last stroke of genius the director offers us. Don't miss it.

Vicente Aranda show us another example of his bizarre "obssexions", this time based in a novel of Antonio Gala. The story of a wild exotic macho who drives a tourist into a self destructive circle of violence, prostitution and sodomy. Ana Belen shows her mature beauty and is gorgeous in this film but is not the best actress for the character, a woman who finds a gigantic phallus attached to a rough man in a trip to Turkey. Georges Corraface is bad as usually, I do not understand why this man can earn money acting, he is the worst turkish actor I have ever seen. The film has some disgusting scenes like the bullet-in-the-balls one or the bus sex, a bad example of dirty and unconfortable sex, but what is really annoying is the fact that the romeo is the typical macho rejected by all modern women. Some supporting actors are laxative like Francis Lorenzo. Despite Ana Belen´s anatomy the film is bad, very, very, bad. I warn you.

This was the fourth film I've watched from Spanish director Aranda; as with THE NAKED EYE (1998), it's one of his more recent works - as opposed to vintage stuff like FATA MORGANA (1965) and THE BLOOD-SPATTERED BRIDE (1972; still his best film).

In essence, it's pretty similar to THE NAKED EYE - focusing as it does on an independent-minded woman's search for sexual fulfillment, which borders on obsession - though the details, obviously, are different; furthermore, this one has an added attraction in its exotic locale. The pace is appropriately languid, but the narrative is filled with enough ironic - if predictable - touches to keep one's interest throughout and, like Laura Morante in the later film, Ana Belen here delivers a committed central performance.

Ana Belen gives a tour-de-force performance as Desideria, a woman who is fulfilling her societal obligations by marrying her college sweetheart and living the perfect life in the eyes of her friends but it is her sexual urges that are not being fulfilled until on a trip to Turkey she meets YAMAN....Georges Corraface fills this character with seething sensuality and dangerous passion.....he takes her forcefully and this is what she craved.To be desired,to be ravaged....to feel alive. She leaves her husband and returns to live a life with Yaman...from his reaction you get the impression he seduces many women,and always hears their vows of returning to him.Desideria has and now she is in a land where she does not speak the language.GREAT FILM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!