Love Likes Coincidences (Aşk Tesadüfleri Sever)

ANKARA, SEPTEMBER 1ST, 1977 6:20 AM

- Please, Yılmaz! Hurry! - Almost there, Neriman.

Hurry up!

- What's wrong? Why did you stop? - The light is red, Neriman!

- Why didn't you say so! - Should I stop or go, tell me?

- Are you crazy? Step on it! - OK, Neriman.

OK, almost there. Hang on!

You said it's 10 days till your due date, right?

Yes. But the baby hasn't moved since yesterday.

- So what do you say? - There's nothing to worry about.

The heartbeat's quite normal. Let's wait till you go into labor.

- Don't worry. Everything's alright. - Thank you.

Take care now.

- Quick! - Hang on, Neriman! Hang on!

- Why isn't it moving? - Don't worry, İnci.

Look, we can come back tonight if anything happens. Please!

Hang on! Nearly there!

- What's up, Neriman? - Look out, Yılmaz!

My water broke, Ömer!

Look at me! Look here, Neriman!

Get out the way!

Smile!

- No! - OK, Neriman.

- I can send you a copy if you like. - That would be great.

Hello, honey?

I'm on my way to the audition. How about you?

I have a few things to finish, then I'll come.

Come along around 8 pm.

I'll be there as soon as I'm done.

Is it the one on the right on the way to Sarıyer?

Onur will pick you up.

No need, sweetie. I know the place. OK, wish me luck.

Don't worry, darling. It'll be great.

- Love you. Bye. - Me too.

- OK, get yourself ready then. - Shit!

Don't you dare tidy up, mom. You already have, haven't you?

OK, mommy. See you there.

Centrum Productions. Yes. Till 7 pm. Didn't your agency give the address?

- I'm here for the film audition. - Here you are.

Hello.

Sorry to keep you waiting, but...

No, no problem.

You'll have the cover photo tomorrow.

And Özgür will set aside all day tomorrow...

And here he is! Welcome. How's it going?

- Forgive me for being late. - I'm Ayşe. Good to see you.

- I've been dying to meet you. - Great.

Why don't you start right away? And I'll go pick up your mother.

Thanks, Onur. This way.

Hello, welcome. Can you introduce yourself please?

My name's Deniz Us man. I was born in Ankara on September 1st, 1977.

I was born in Ankara on September 1st, 1977. I lived there till 2002.

At 14, I started acting and drama classes

at the Ankara Arts Theatre.

After moving to Istanbul, I started working for a magazine.

Then when I got my own studio I turned to more individual work.

I'm 168 cm. And weigh around 58 kg, I think.

You've had a lot of success internationally.

But you also shoot magazine covers, you do more commercial stuff.

- Which is you? - Both, actually.

If I'm able to connect with my subject, I enjoy any kind of work.

Do you speak French?

Yes. I haven't for a long time, but I can try.

But no, I don't need an actress who speaks perfect French.

I need someone who speaks French with a Turkish accent.

Otherwise I would find a French actress.

OK.

There are many photographers,

taking all kinds of different photos. But your work stands out on its own.

What's your secret?

What makes you different?

I can't say that I have a secret.

I think I'm lucky that my father was a photographer.

Here she is! I'll say it for the last time, no business talk!

OK, son! You've said it 50 times!

- Good evening. - Welcome, dear.

Sorry, I'm a bit late. How do you do?

- My dad, Sadık. My mom, Gülşen. - Great to meet you. Hello.

OK, let's sit down.

- You wouldn't believe what happened. - Wait, darling. You can tell me later.

Excuse me!

My boy!

- It's wonderful. - Welcome. Thanks.

Would you allow me the honor of accompanying you around the exhibition?

- All right. Go on then. - I'll be along in a bit.

How long will you be in Istanbul?

We're heading back tomorrow. Work won't wait, as you know.

- Right. Dad, wine? - Talking of work

when Burak said you're an actress it rather put us off to be honest.

Really? Why?

Don't misunderstand, we're open-minded...

Mom, can I have your glass please?

Don't drink too much, son. You're driving.

Don't worry about me. I have the most gorgeous driver.

Are all actors' lives chaotic? No.

- But they're up and down to be honest. - Here's your wine.

- It's not good for family life. - Shall we?

Shall we order our fish, Mom?

- Want to look at the menu? - But luckily, you seem to be sensible.

Mom, we weren't going to discuss this.

Son, you won't let me say a word! OK, I'll shut up.

Let's drink to the new store in Moscow.

You made the right decision, dear.

- About what? - Why is no one looking after us?

- About acting. - Excuse me!

Sorry.

Well, you're right to give up acting.

Thank you.

Dad, what are you having?

If it isn't farmed, I'll have the sea bass.

- Mom, you? - Striped red mullet.

What will you have?

To be honest, I don't see why you think that.

- But it's the season for mullet, dear! - No. I mean about me and acting.

Just today I went for a big audition. There's a good chance it'll work out.

And if it does, we'll be shooting mostly in France.

As it happens, I have no intention of giving up acting.

Sorry, I have to get this call.

For a meet-the-parents dinner, it doesn't get better, Zeynep.

But there's this crazy thing going on. I'm about to lose it.

They think I'm going to give up acting.

How do I know? Sure, it's a subject to be discussed with Burak.

She said "We were rather put off to hear you're an actress to be honest."

"It's not a profession for a woman who's starting a family.

We have our own views to be honest.

Well done for giving up being honest."

As you can see, Zeynep, to be honest, I'm in deep shit.

I'll call you back later, OK?

- Should I send flowers or what? - What's done is done.

- Why did you lie to them? - Move over to the right, Deniz.

We have to take a turn ahead.

- Why did you say I'll give up acting? - Well, what was I supposed to do?

They've been nagging me for years.

Why do you think they haven't met you till now?

Burak decided on my behalf and went and persuaded his parents.

So these things happen, right, Burak?

If you would have told me, couldn't we do it together?

Do what, Deniz?

Their attitude is obvious.

- How are you going to persuade them? - This is my career, Burak! OK?

And I don't plan to give it up.

- Use the mirrors, will you! - I'm using the mirrors!

- Sure! - Don't change the subject!

Call that using the mirrors!

OK, so you lied. Then what?

As I won't be opening a store anywhere, what are you planning to do?

- What's wrong with opening one? - What?

- What do you mean "what"? Why not? - You have to be joking.

- No. - You don't know what you're saying.

You don't know what you're doing! Today it's the French film, tomorrow...

- It could be the chance of my... - It's always the chance of your life!

Everything's the chance of your life!

Whatever kind of life that is. Whatever theatre doesn't do for you.

- You're doing it again. - What?

Whenever an opportunity comes up you try to get in the way.

What are you talking about? Give me a break!

No, the pay's bad. No, it's out of town. No, it's this.

So it's my fault you're a failure, huh? I've prevented you from getting an Oscar.

- You think I'm a failure? - Just take a look at yourself, Deniz.

Just take a look at yourself, Deniz.

If it's not the chance of your life, it's a French film. Wake up, Deniz!

Where are you going, Deniz?

Deniz, come here!

What is the problem for God's sake?

"One, two, three!" and a bird will fly out of here.

But you have to smile. Here we go. One, two, three!

OK.

- Excuse me, whose exhibition is this? - I think he's over there.

Welcome to you all.

These photographs here were taken

by a studio artist, a professional.

- I'm hanging up, Burak. - Deniz.

They're some of the many he took during a career of more than 40 years.

In fact, they're the few that have survived of thousands.

- Burak, what is it? - I've parked in the worst spot.

Shit will fly any second. Can you please come out?

I can see you. OK, I'm coming.

Foto Turgut was a tiny studio in the Gazi district of Ankara.

And Yılmaz Turgut

took photos there every day for more than 40 years.

Ten people a day used to come to the studio.

That makes 70 people a week.

It means seeing 300 faces a month, or 3650 a year.

Or 36,500 every 10 years.

After a while, you stop feeling alone.

Because as time goes on everyone becomes a familiar face.

When we lost him around a year ago.

I felt that staging an exhibition like this would be a way of thanking him

on behalf of myself and of everyone in the photographs.

Thanks to you all for coming.

Deniz.

Look, don't do this. I'm flying to Russia in the morning.

- Please. - Have a good trip.

Look, OK, I got a bit annoyed. I'm sorry.

OK?

Burak, if you think like your parents, we should talk.

If I did, I wouldn't be with you in the first place.

But when you...

When you start talking about the chance of your life.

I get upset. Understand me a little.