Three Monkeys (Üç maymun, 2009) av Nuri Bilge Ceylan
"Yet, it was because of those damn films - brought in from the West canister by canister to play in our theaters for hours on end - that the gestures our people used in the street began to lose their innocence. They were discarding their old ways, faster than the eye could see; [---] Let us not dwell too long on the examples the son gave me to justify his father's anger about these fake, new, and ulitmately meaningless ways of moving; suffice to say that he covered all the new laughs our people had first seen on celluloid, not to mention the way they opened windows, kicked doors, held tea glasses, and put on their coats; these anonymous learned gestures, these new winks, polite coughs, angry fits, and fistfights, they way we rolled our eyes now, the extraordinary things we did with our eyebrows, these new affectations migth make us seem tougher or more elegant but they were also robbing us of our rough-hewn childishness. In the end, the father found these hybrid movements so upsetting that he could no longer bear to see them."
Orhan Pamuk, The Black Book, s. 63-64.