Tengri opens with grainy footage of illegal immigrants being arrested: this brief, claustrophobic prologue is in contrast to the following, which unfolds against the spectacular landlocked terrain of Kyrgyzstan and the blue heavens of the title. Paradise? Perhaps, but the human story is a tragic one in which long-unchallenged values demand retribution for those that trangress them. Temür returns to his ancestral village to find his father long dead, but also the unhappily married but very spirited woman Amira with whom he falls in love. Their eventual elopement provokes outrage, and vengeful pursuit. This simple tale is catalyst for a more subtle probing of the rules of an unbelievably isolated culture, but there is nothing 'worthy' about the film. Add a generous dose of knowing humour and some wonderful music and Tengri becomes a thoroughly delicious experience.