Karpuz Kabugundan Gemiler Yapmak

A sort of Turkish "Cinéma Paradiso", this is an account of two Turkish village boys, who take up summer jobs in the nearest town to finance their dream of constructing a working projector, by which to screen bits of film scavenged from the town's one movie theater. One of the boys works as an assistant to a water-melon seller, the other as a barber's apprentice. Both are convinced that this is the first step to successful film-making careers. The events of that summer mark the end of their innocence and their entry into an adulthood that manages to remain quixotic and strangely untouched by cynicism or too much reality. The whimsical day jobs provide very funny ruminations on how to get ahead in the world; as well, in the course of performing these jobs, the twosome offers up lovely nonsensical bits of business. One of the boys falls in love with a local beauty, but, of course, nothing much happens on that front. I loved the detailed observation of small town rhythms, and the ordinary village folk who, upon closer examination, are revealed to be mesmerizing. When the love-lorn fledgling filmmaker talks of his beloved, the considerably older beauty, one understands and empathizes with his plight completely. Seemingly exotic cultural practices and lifestyles become entirely understandable when stripped down to their basic human underpinnings. One of the boys and his mother live in an adobe house with a room containing the grandfather's grave, which, one must concede, is not the most common of living arrangements. At each crisis, however, both mother and son are shown alternately confiding in, haranguing, or cajoling the dead man. Though long gone, he continues to be the spiritual and moral head of their household; after a while, it did not seem the least bit odd that extended bits of dialog are addressed to a mound of earth. Utterly beguiling.

A very simple story with amateur casting can not impress me like this ever. It is about a passion of a two young people toward cinema, making their own projector with very primitive equipments. Their efforts are worth watching. Photography is perfect, every scene is a story itself, colored by the beautiful country side. Village and the villagers are so real that you get the impression as if you are watching a documentary about Turkish villages at the same time, showing the lifestyle, language, costumes, architecture, traditions, taboos and everything in a very lean way. A heartbreaking love story throws in a towel, very innocent but impossible because of the boundaries people set for their selves especially in Turkey. It makes you think how bright minds go in vein because of the lack of support or lack of facility. Fortunately imagination is all free. I am sure the filmmakers did not expect a box office, they put forth their hearts to display everything very sincerely and unreserved. Wish they can reach out the crowds.

Watermelons, boats, boats from watermelon rinds - clearly this is a film about childhood! About that special kind of childhood of the East or maybe of the Past!

In childhood every detail is full of meaning, full of amusement, the near future holds grand plans and dreams, in childhood myths can have very real appearances, and there are many many summer minutes to spend with your friends, on the dried meadows of the village or maybe on the imaginary sands of the coast...

A childhood in the East: where townsmen are too poor but have their pride, where they still pay a lot of attention and appreciate the small details, where life repeats its slow rhythms and the future is blissfully far away. In the East myths still can have very real appearances, and there are many many daily moments to spend enjoying the simple blessings of God while waving off the flies in the hot air, chatting with your watermelon customers, or taking a nap!

I should warn you that just like our childhood, the film has no specific finale, it ends unexpectedly, taken away by the circumstances. One day we realise it has been gone for some time already, while we had still so much more plans and business to do with it...!

A humble, monumental and so necessary memory of times that will one day pass, and places that will soon change! Ashkolsun arkadashlar!

A moving and brilliant film from Turkey with an amazing title that assumes a meaning by the end of it, this one opens with a melodious and melancholic tune that tugs at your heart. The camera slowly reveals to us a watermelon shop, its owner and the helper who is a young painter. And thus starts the poetic tale of our protagonist who is an aspiring filmmaker and a hopeless romantic. We follow Recep, the young lad, as he finds his first crush and battles against insurmountable odds to build a camera that can move images. Recep's passion for Cinema drives him on his quest to find out everything about the camera and his love for the ravishing beauty, Boncuk Yilmaz, keeps him busy in his daydreams. Life moves on, things happen, and the climax is tragic and heartbreaking - but the last few moments are reassuring and full of promises about the journey ahead. But what carries the film into the realms of greatness is the way it is made. Visually gorgeous, the film is soothing on the eyes, with the village, the town, the plains in between, everything shot in a vibrant tone. The architecture of the town becomes a part of the narrative, as does other inanimate things because Ulucay's careful usage of props is charming and quirky, and extremely smart. Any cinephile is bound to fall in love with this film, as it is a true tribute to the process of film-making - the camera building sequences are extremely well-done and made me fall in love with Cinema all over again. In a place and age where films were still considered taboo, the director captures the first effects of moving images on the village children, an old man and a local madman to great effect, yes, a tad melodramatic, but affecting nonetheless. Daily life is given a touch of magic with the beautiful characters and this is, I repeat, a heartfelt love letter to the great medium called Cinema.

The director of that movie is a villager living in Kütahya(Turkey)and I'm living in the same city with him.this is his first movie and he recorded that movie with 10.000 USA dollars.

All the actors in that movie are the villagers.none of them r actors.But they create a perfect movie... Can u believe it?And that movie was awarded in various festivals in Europe...What a pure and perfect movie...It presents the pure but emotional lives of villagers and two kids...Watch that movie,it is nice.

First of the director Ahmet Uluçay creates good sense of vision.We can see the pure but colorful lives of people.