Film Review: ‘My Sweet Pepper Land’

Deadpan comedy and handsome landscapes distinguish this tonally uneven but enjoyable Western-inspired tale.

My Sweet Pepper Land Cannes Hiner

The quirky absurdism of Hiner Saleem’s “Vodka Lemon” is back on display in “My Sweet Pepper Land,” a Western-inspired tale of justice and honor that also marks the helmer’s return to Kurdistan. Highlighting the backwardness of outmoded, misogynistic codes while folding the message into a well-suited horse-opera form, the pic is tonally uneven, especially in the second half, but affords significant pleasures with its deadpan comedy, handsome landscapes and the forever welcome presence of Golshifteh Farahani. Fests will have their lassoes out to rope this into their programs, though theatrical exposure outside its home territories will be minor.

The opening sequence shows off Saleem’s deliciously picaresque humor, as independent Kurdistan’s first legal hanging is derailed by faulty equipment. If the scene feels like a Western set in a flea-bitten Mexican border town, the comparison is apt, since the helmer plays with parallels emphasizing the rudimentary infrastructure of the newly autonomous nation and the entitlements of regional warlords. Reluctant policeman Baran (intense-eyed, charismatic Korkmaz Arslan) wants to give up the force, but a brief return home to mother convinces him he needs to get away.

Baran is transferred to a godforsaken settlement near the Turkish frontier, where smuggling is the accepted way of life. Local kingpin Aziz Aga (Tarik Akreyi) offers the lawman protection in exchange for looking the other way, but the upstanding Baran isn’t interested in dealmaking. While unsympathetic to the smugglers, he gives clandestine support to a team of female Kurdish freedom fighters trying to get medical supplies to needy comrades.

The romance angle comes courtesy of returning schoolteacher Govend (Farahani), back in town after convincing her family she’s not ready to be married off quite yet. Frozen out by local parents uninterested in having their kids educated, she’s also a target for Aziz Aga’s salacious crew, which looks to humiliate the independent woman. Baran comes to her defense and gets involved when word gets back to Govend’s father that his daughter is immoral.

The pic’s ungainly title is derived from “Pepper Land,” the name of the local saloon and the only gathering place in this one-horse town. For Saleem, telling his story in an oater format allows him to indulge in a fair amount of genre play along with the Western genre’s longstanding openness to upending gender stereotypes. Govend is the victim of a smear campaign, yet she’s also unwilling to forgo her independence — the joy of freedom beaming from her face while heading back to town and away from the family makes clear her self-confidence and unwillingness to compromise. Adding all-women freedom fighters furthers the femme-empowerment message.

Enjoyable storytelling and sympathetic performances run throughout the story, though for sheer laugh-out-loud absurdism, nothing beats the healthy self-mockery of the opener. A calculated sparseness in the setting acts as a unifying force, especially when scenes tend to have a self-contained feel that doesn’t always create a sense of flow. Visuals favor Sergio Leone-style closeups along with stunning landscapes featuring pink-tinged sunsets and ravines like Utah canyons, showcasing Kurdistan’s natural beauties. Music features a smile-inducing mix of tunes ranging from Elvis to Western twangs to rockabilly, tied together by the multitalented Farahani’s own playing on the steel hang.

Film Review: ‘My Sweet Pepper Land’

Reviewed at Cannes Film Festival (Un Certain Regard), May 22, 2013. Running time: 90 MIN.

  • Production: (Kurdistan-France-Germany) A Memento Films (in France) release of an Agat Films & Cie presentation of an Agat Films & Cie, Rohfilm, Arte France Cinema, Chaocorp Developpement, HS Prod. production, with the participation of Arte France, Canal Plus, Kurdistan TV. (International sales: Films Distribution, Paris.) Produced by Marc Bordure, Robert Guediguian. Coproducers, Benny Drechsel, Karsten Stoeter, Hiner Saleem, Arnaud Bertrand, Dominique Boutonnat, Hubert Caillard.
  • Crew: Directed by Hiner Saleem. Screenplay, Saleem, in collaboration with Antoine Lacomblez. Camera (color), Pascal Auffray; editors, Sophie Reine, Clemence Samson, Juliette Haubois; music, Golshifteh Farahani; production designer, Fehmi Salim; art director, Nael Kanj; costume designers, Pauline Batista, Ceylan Remezan; sound (Dolby Digital), Miroslav Babic; assistant director, Antoine Chevrollier.
  • With: Golshifteh Farahani, Korkmaz Arslan, Suat Usta, Mir Murad Bedirxan, Feyyaz Duman, Tarik Akreyi, Veronique Wuethrich. (Kurdish dialogue)
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