Mustang – 6

As I watched, I couldn’t figure out where the film was going, and at the end I was convinced that the director didn’t know either. Maybe it was just a diary of what life is like for women in repressive, backwards Turkey – horrible to imagine in a NATO nation in this day and age. In that case, the random little vignettes made some kind of sense. If, on the other hand, this was supposed to be a coming-of-age tale of the adorable Lale, I hate to think we left her on her own in Istanbul, with retribution or disillusionment her likely future. The sisters were sort of interesting, but not much more.