Climates (2006)

Climates is filled with gorgeous, poetic images that ask us to engage with the movie and try to figure out if there's more to it than meets the eye.

There is an undeniable beauty to some of [director] Ceylan's imagery, but as drama goes, this film is simply too inert for general audience tastes.

Climates is no nature documentary, but it does use heat waves and cold snaps as a metaphor for a relationship's tempestuous extremes.

Climates is pretty strong in its performances, but the rather luxurious -- some would say too-slow -- pacing may prove to be off-putting.

As much as I respect Climates, I can sympathize with viewers who will balk at the film's pretensions and glacial pacing.

A slow, deliberate and often achingly beautiful film about how we often keep at arm’s length that which we most love.

One of the most perceptive and turbulent love stories in recent memory.

The pitch-perfect direction and the crisp but lonely images create an uncomfortable and awkward intimacy...

[The] main character spends an inordinate amount of time brooding and staring off into the distance, alternating with scenes of that character's girlfriend brooding and staring off into the distance.

The husband learns nothing, and his monstrous behavior makes the movie relentlessly downbeat.