Box office success in Greece, Boulmetis' film mingles with skill collective memory after historical events (the 1964 expulsion of Greeks from Constantinople) transform the fate of individual lives and open wounds that will never heal. All this is told with conventional cinematic technique rendering food the connecting link between individual memory and lost community. Not uninteresting, yet cinematically unrewarding.
I really enjoyed this film, it is visually very appealing (don't watch on an empty stomach). However, i thought that it got a bit ridiculous when the narrative shifted to present day Istanbul - why do the actors speak English all of a sudden? It takes away a lot of the character and charm that the child actors have been building up before. Will definitely remember to put cinnamon into my meatballs next time i cook.