Almanya - La mia famiglia va in Germania

I went to see Almanya (the Turkish word for "Germany") expecting to see a movie on the level of e. g. "Süperseks" -- harmless, contrived and predictable. My girlfriend wanted to see it, and I'm smart enough to give in to her once in a while, it's called tactics. I was all the more surprised to see an insightful and witty film that plays with clichés but doesn't pander to them. The story of a family of three generations of Turkish immigrants is revealed through flashbacks -- how young Turkish lovers elope from Anatolia without ever having spoken to each other before: a quintessential story of couth romance, even though it is revealed later in the film that pregnancy also played a slight role in this development. I also liked the gadget that the Turks speak German while the Germans speak a sort of Teutonic gibberish: that way, the movie delivers some real insight how arriving in Germany must have felt like. And also the idea that the movie portrays the life of not the famous one-millionths, but of the one-million-and-first "guest worker". So, welcome to Almanya, enjoy your stay!