Baskin is a surreal hear-trip invitation to a black mass. What starts as an atmospheric cop thriller, set in some backwoods Turkish town most definitely doesn't end that way. I couldn't tell you what exactly this movie was on about; it becomes a back and forth between two different plot strands that incoherently come together to signify nothing, not just in terms of meaning but also in tension, drama or audience engagement.
But it doesn't matter as much as you may think. This film has its own unique aura, one that can't be denied, and it makes you feel you've witnessed something that you shouldn't have. There is some truly twisted stuff in this film, some of it probably a tad too much (not in terms of good taste but in a comical form of one-upmanship with itself).
Mad props to the best horror heavy of the year, motherf***ing Mehmet Cerrahoglu as Baba. May he haunt every child's nightmares for the entirety of their formative lives.
But it doesn't matter as much as you may think. This film has its own unique aura, one that can't be denied, and it makes you feel you've witnessed something that you shouldn't have. There is some truly twisted stuff in this film, some of it probably a tad too much (not in terms of good taste but in a comical form of one-upmanship with itself).
Mad props to the best horror heavy of the year, motherf***ing Mehmet Cerrahoglu as Baba. May he haunt every child's nightmares for the entirety of their formative lives.