Çağan Irmak’s first book of six stories, “Gözümden Deliler Taştı” was published by Doğan Kitap…
The trees became my breakwaters, these mudbrick walls my sturdy castles. This house protected us from those “outsiders”. I imprisoned you here. I’m sorry. I made a mistake in the metaphor. I put you from one imprisonment to another. Love is not a prison. Love is the only door left open in a world that is a huge prison. Shall we escape from that door, my darling? Come on, take my hand.
With “Deliler from My Eyes Overflowed”, Çağan Irmak tells us the bitter-sweet lives of his extraordinary, deep characters, whom we are familiar with from his unique films, in an Aegean town through multi-layered, poetic stories.
From Cıgaralı Naciye’s passion for cinema to Haktan’s life full of secrets; from Hüsniye Hanım’s distress to the drama of a deceased; from Electrician Kemal’s stubbornness to Perizat’s resentful heart and a child’s colourful dream world…
We are transported to the seaside town we always go to, to the casinos that make us smile, to the Sunday beaches that we fill to the brim and to the 70s that we remember with longing…
The meatballs, which were prepared and kneaded the night before, would be thrown on the barbecue before noon so that they would not wait any longer in the summer heat, and the smell of iodine would soon be replaced by the smell of meat and smoke. Except for the fathers of the family, there were no more than three meatballs per person, and when they didn’t fill you up, tomatoes and green peppers would come to the rescue. Those were the times when tomato was the overture.
