Filming Istanbul Through the Eyes of a Street Cat

To map the emotional geography of Istanbul, you have to lower your gaze—right down to the cobblestones.

Kedi is a Turkish documentary that traces the inner life of a sprawling metropolis entirely through the daily wanderings of seven street cats.

These animals are neither fully feral strays nor kept pets; they move like they own the city, slipping through apartment windows, bustling tea shops, sun-bleached docks, and narrow alleyways. Rather than relying on traditional, heavy-handed narration, director Ceyda Torun wisely lets the citizens who feed, bicker with, and quietly rely on these animals tell the story.

The cinematography is remarkably sophisticated, engineered to capture the erratic, darting rhythms of an animal navigating a dense urban maze. The filmmakers draw a brilliant visual contrast: sweeping aerial drone shots establish the vast, vertical scale of Istanbul’s rooftops, only to drop us immediately into intimate, ground-level tracking shots that lock the viewer entirely into a feline perspective.

To get fluid tracking shots at cat’s  eye level—without forcing camera operators to crouch in agony for hours on end—the crew engineered a custom rig. It allowed the operator to walk upright at a normal pace through uneven, tightly packed alleys, all while gliding the lens a mere whisper above the pavement.

Ironically, the greatest production challenge wasn’t the urban terrain. Because Istanbul’s street cats are deeply accustomed to being doted on by humans, they frequently ruined takes by “breaking character.” They would casually march right up to the cameras for a head rub, or abruptly halt a dramatic tracking sequence to groom themselves inappropriately in the middle of the frame.

Yet, despite this unruliness, not a single animal was trained or wrangled. Every fleeting glance and sudden sprint was captured through immense patience, rather than coaxing. The crew initially scouted thirty-five cats, filmed nineteen, and ultimately sculpted the footage down to just seven distinct personalities in the edit.

The word Kedi translates simply to “cat.” But to dismiss this film as feature-length internet cat content would be a mistake. It is a lyrical, unexpectedly poignant portrait of a rapidly modernizing city, reflected entirely in the eyes of its most enduring inhabitants.

Jeanne Dielman: the Best Christmas Movie Ever Made

(The following is the script for a humorous holiday vlog post, with a link to the video. This site does not *actually* recommend Jeanne Dielman, 23, Quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles as holiday classic.)

What’s up, Film Fans! Welcome back to Mark Loves Films.

I just watched a 1975 masterpiece that critics have been SLEEPING on. A film so heartwarming, so cozy, so Holiday-coded that—it is basically the blueprint for every Hallmark Christmas movie.

Meet Jeanne Dielman. Single mother. Brussels. 1974. 


This holiday season… one woman… will find the magic… in the mundane.

The director understands that the kitchen is the heart of the home. She gives us these incredible, uninterrupted takes of Jeanne just… peeling potatoes. For minutes. It’s so meditative. It’s not about quick cuts; it’s about honoring the starch.

And the family values? Chef’s kiss. The dinner scenes are breathtaking. Look at this.

No iPhones. No iPads. No “skibidi toilet.” Just a mother and son, sitting in silence, fully present, mindfully chewing every bite of…   soup. It’s a powerful reminder to disconnect to reconnect.

But here’s where it gets really heartwarming. Jeanne isn’t just a mom—she’s a Girl Boss. She runs a boutique service-based business right out of her bedroom!

Every afternoon, she hosts these exclusive 1-on-1 networking sessions with gentlemen clients. It’s so empowering to see a woman in the 70s thriving in the Gig Economy.

And THEN—and this is the part that really broke me—after each client leaves, she takes me time. She sits. She stares at the wall. Sometimes for like… ten minutes. No phone. No distractions. It’s a vital reminder for the holidays: You can’t pour from an empty cup!

But things change when her sister writes, she’s all: 

“GIRL get out of Brussels! You need a vacay! Miss u xoxo.”

Will Jeanne the “Small Town Girl” from a tiny French village called Brussels resist the call of the “Big City” Montreal? I won’t spoil the ending, but I think it will surprise you!


Let’s talk technique.

The cinematography is bold. The camera never moves. It’s not lazy; it’s grounded. It’s like the film is a weighted Christmas blanket for your eyeballs.

Costuming? Her wardrobe? Timeless red coat for that Mrs. Claus slay.

And sound design! Forget a big, sappy score. The real music is the sound of  home. The clink of the spoon in the coffee cup. The thwack of her tenderizing the veal. The scrape of the chair on the floor. It’s this incredible, minimalist ASMR symphony of domestic life. Cozy Hygge Holiday!

Now, the ending is… I won’t spoil it. But let’s just say… Jeanne makes a choice.

I think it’s a powerful metaphor for ‘cutting out’ negativity and stress before the holidays.

I see a woman who finally gets what every mom wants for Christmas: a Silent Night. No more guests. No more expectations. Just Jeanne, her thoughts, and the profound peace of a to-do list fully crossed off,

So if you want a film that captures the spirit of giving, the joy of cooking, and the importance of a really sharp pair of scissors… Jeanne Dielman is a five-star holiday classic.

Don’t forget to like, subscribe, and tell me in the comments: What’s your favorite potato peeling technique? See ya next time–happy holidays!