EASTERN PROMISES

Written by Steven Knight           
                          
Um trecho:
1   EXT. A STREET NEAR BRICK LANE - EVENING                       1
    It's 5.30pm in late December and rain is pouring. The
    scant Christmas decorations are hanging limp in the rain.
    A young Turk (EKREM) runs through the rain with a Turkish
    newspaper held over his head. He ducks into a traditional
    barber's shop called Ozim's.
2   INT. OZIM'S BARBER SHOP - EVENING                             2
    The shutters are drawn. OZIM (a plump middle-aged Turk)
    is cutting the hair of the last customer of the day (SOYKA).
    Soyka is a Chechen, well-groomed, wearing a sharp suit
    beneath the barber's gown.

    During the conversation we glimpse distinctive eagle- and
    star-shaped tattoos on Soyka's arms and hands.

    Ozim and Soyka are chatting as Ekrem enters.   Soyka speaks
    with a Russian accent.
                           OZIM               Guvenilmez... daginik... bloody
              kids, you know... he says - `but
              Amca it's Christmas?... Christmas!
              We're Islam!
                          SOYKA               Oi, how much are you taking off?
                          OZIM               Christmas! So I said to him...
              alisverise cimac. The kid's
              sixteen...

    Ozim brushes some hair off the customer's shoulder and
    Ozim finally acknowledges Ekrem, who is shivering and wet
    near to the door. Ekrem turns the `Open' sign to `Closed'.
                          OZIM (CONT'D)               They don't want to work do they.
              Shicma....
                          EKREM                   (hesitantly
                   interrupting)
              Uncle Ozim.......

    We see for the first time that Ekrem is shaking with fear
    as well as cold.



                                              (CONTINUED)     WHITE Revision    -   9/12/06                               2.


2   CONTINUED:                                                         2                                 OZIM                  This is him.     The kid I'm talking
                 about.

    Ekrem approaches, stiffened by terror.       Soyka nods at Ekrem
    in the mirror.
                             SOYKA                  He looks OK to me... how you doin'
                 Ekrem?

    Soyka offers Ekrem a hand to shake and Ekrem stares at it
    as if it were enchanted...
                             OZIM                  He looks OK, yeah, but he won't do
                 one lousy thing for me. Here,
                 look... Ekrem, take this...

    Ozim takes an open razor from behind a line of hair-tonic
    bottles and hands it to Ekrem, who now looks mortally
    terrified.
                             EKREM                  Ozim... memnum etmek.
                             OZIM                  We had a deal now he's backing
                 out.
                             SOYKA                      (laughing)
                 Hey Ozim, leave the kid alone.
                 It's obviously a psychological
                 thing...
                             OZIM                  Take it Ekrem.
                             SOYKA                  Ozim, it's OK. I don't want a shave.
                             OZIM                  This is the kid who walks around
                 like Al Capone. Take the fucking
                 ustura and finish this Rushca.
                             SOYKA                      (startled)
                 What?



                                                  (CONTINUED)     BLUE Revision    -   11/4/06                              3.


2   CONTINUED: (2)                                                 2
    Soyka rises up from the seat, casting off his barber's
    gown. Ozim yells `kabuka! And Ekrem snarls, flicks open
    the razor and drags it across Soyka's throat. Soyka's scream
    bubbles in the blood.

…

Post Scriptum: Filme instigante, foda, violento, cruel – um autentico noir cheio de nuances e com Viggo Mortensen e Vicent Cassel atuando de modo brilhante. David Cronenberg conseguiu dirigir uma de suas melhores obras, o que não é pouco, já que o estimado diretor possui um ótimo curriculo. Leia com atenção este prólogo acima. Repare no equilíbrio e no suspense impresso em cada cena. Filmado, evidente, fica melhor ainda. Recomendo. Este não é apenas para assistir. É para ver e rever. É para ter em casa.