''bütün dünyanın vicdanı olamazsın.''
- viva zapata! (1952)
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"kurt ve kuş bizdendir oğul."
- eşkıya (1996) -
buna çok gülmüştüm;
görsel
-le placard (2001) -
görsel
- ı'm thinking of ending things (2020) -
fevzi çakmak (fç): doktorlar "olmaz gidemez" diyor. ben bile ikna edemedim...
atatürk (a): kader birliği yaptık paşam, bunca sene...
fç (gözleri yaşararak): yaptık ya...
a: ama zannedersem bu, sizi son görüşüm.
fç: öyle demeyin, allah büyük...
a: parmaklarım pek yorgun, siz yazarsanız makbule geçer.
fç: tabii ki paşam (kağıt kalem alır).
a: fevzi paşam, onlara örnek olun. siyasete karıştırmayın. faziletinizle onları hırslardan uzak tutun.
fç: elbette. müsterih olun.
a: bu son mektubumu da siz, mareşalleri okuyun lütfen. gururlansınlar...
börü (2018) -
"everything is bought. love, art, planet earth, you me. especially me. the man is a product like any other, with a limit sell by date. i am advertising, i am one of those that make you dream the things you will ever have. blue skies, never ugly chicks, perfect happiness and retouched in photoshop. you think i embellished the world? lost, i screw it up. everything is temporary. love, art, planet earth, you, me. especially me."
- 99 francs (2007) (biri ekonomiyle ismi değişen film yazmış, komik) -
"şeref dedik de... canım nasıl turşu çekti"
-hacivat karagöz neden öldürüldü? buradan -
"if there's any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone."
— before sunrise (1995) -
rutine dönüşen her şey sıkıcıdır aslında. ya bu yüzden komşunun çimeni bahçesindeki çimen bize hep daha yeşil gelir, her zaman.
-kaybedenler kulübü -
"can you imagine a poem about mushrooms? what is this thing, that springs from the living? the aroma of destroying. the scent of decay. this is a verse of bacteria. fermented wound. molecular spectacle. plotting a dance without organs.
this stone was part of the rock he was sitting on. the rocks, the trees, the concrete...they absorb everything. i too can feel the vibrations stored in my body.
i remember everything i've eaten. the weather we've had everyday. the movement of my hand here, on this fish. i realized that... i have no desire to go anywhere. experiences are harmful. experiences are harmful. so i work the land.
i composed a poem! about sleepless nights. beyond the petals...and once-fierce wings...the air gasps...as its fading shadow.
i never leave this town. i remember everything. so i try to limit what i see. that's why i never watch movies or tv. miss universe."
- memoria (2021)