Melissa Tamminga’s review published on Letterboxd:
. . . But what lingers in the aftermath of such a tale is the vision of women, of girls, whose tale is their own and whose eyes seek out one another’s for courage, for laughter, for a sense of self, even when some of them, by choice or by force, must leave their sisters’ warm mesh of legs and arms. Even the princesses of classic fairy tales ultimately succumb to the prescribed structure of their worlds; the youngest princess perhaps chooses for herself the prince she wants to marry, but she still marries. There is, in those tales, no other possible happily ever after. But the youngest princess here is not even necessarily a princess – she is herself and her tale is her own. Instead of the embrace of a prince, there is the literal embrace of another figure, someone that may represent, for this youngest girl, not only a new future for Turkey, but a new future for any girl who imagines that her life could be something she, herself, decides. . . .
Read the full review over at Seattle Screen Scene.