There is something about the Turkish epic war stories which cause them to end up being stale, unimaginative and disinterested. This flick fails to overreach that barrier the same way it's predecessors do. Many if not all feel like cheap reproductions of The Birth of a Nation where the story tries to work on the moral superiority, if not infallibility, of the Turkish protagonists fighting the despicable and most of the time inexplicably cruel non-Turkish (preferably Slavic, Nordic, Helenic - not in that particular order) antagonists. It even lacks the propagandistic quality the writers intended as a result.
Any good war story must try and build on the human, not the superhuman, aspects of the protagonists in accepting their deficiencies, vulnerabilities and aspirations as parts of the whole. There is no reason for any non-Turk to ever relate with these characters and whatever reason there is for a Turk to do, adds up to mount the propaganda value of the flick. All in all a waste of time, even for those who might be interested in this particular minor chapter of WW2 for historical curiosity, for there is very little of value in that department in terms of accuracy or depth.
Save yourself the time and avoid it.
Any good war story must try and build on the human, not the superhuman, aspects of the protagonists in accepting their deficiencies, vulnerabilities and aspirations as parts of the whole. There is no reason for any non-Turk to ever relate with these characters and whatever reason there is for a Turk to do, adds up to mount the propaganda value of the flick. All in all a waste of time, even for those who might be interested in this particular minor chapter of WW2 for historical curiosity, for there is very little of value in that department in terms of accuracy or depth.
Save yourself the time and avoid it.