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Colt 2023-09-29 20:03:12
The title uses the principle of persistence of vision, and even a flash of a frame can leave a clear...
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Jessie 2023-08-10 15:30:35
Bergman's films are always simple characters and a few fixed scenes. You clearly know what he wants to express, but there is a very weak sense of paleness. Sorry, I can't like...
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Vern 2023-08-07 17:43:59
9.5 points. experimental. Art film. The concept of Double. Good interpretation of "fictional characters" or "acting personalities". lack of motherhood. Powerful performance in silence. Madness. feminism. What's the matter with that kid? Appeared in at least three of Bergman's films....
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Daniella 2023-07-27 16:26:36
First-class directors don't have to rely on clever tricks to make up mysteries. It's all within the imagination. Bergman is saying that you will really get four stars in the fog and wait for it to be re-watched every...
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Elsa 2023-07-19 06:39:50
Bewildered at the beginning and the end. Bergman and Woody Allen are still different. Not to mention that although the two filmed the same core of tragedy, Woody covered the skin of comedy. Although Woody is very naked and straightforward in terms of human nature, he does not have the depth of Bergman's...
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Gerry 2023-07-04 18:37:24
Rewatched, but still needs to be rewatched again. It is one with "Zoom" on both sides, but it is geometrically complex and far-reaching. Start with an indoor drama. The psychological struggle between actors and nurses, id and ego; reflection on the film itself. Symbols and language appear before reality. Even with two-dimensional depth, can the faces on the screen be transformed into three-dimensional entities? It gives a positive and affirmative answer to "whether the film has an independent...
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Maud 2023-06-22 23:10:14
The first half seems to be able to shout two kswl, from broken glass to dialogue, and it is like a dialogue between a person and himself, using an imaginary personality to tear apart the truth that he is escaping. If we have to look at them as two individuals, they will take turns to occupy the upper position after several turns, dissecting each other, and finally connected by inexplicable pain and remorse. The female protagonist who keeps playing others (entering another soul) feels that words...
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Kassandra 2023-06-12 14:42:06
[Masquerade] finally pointed out: the reality of human beings is nothing but nothingness, and the role played is his true nature. At the same time Bergman refers to artistic creation itself: the film is the medium that creates the fake...
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Hollie 2023-05-10 01:27:52
There are countless unfamiliar selves hidden in the universe of human nature. The face is the object of confusion, and the perception and behavior are often inconsistent, just like the dislocation of the relationship between nurses and female stars. In fact, the nurse has become the female star's nursing object, and in a deeper nest, the nurse is the product of the female star's imagination. She struggles in the fragmentation of her life, and the dream connects these together. Talk for...
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Luisa 2023-04-27 19:50:38
The story of an actress who lost her speech and felt that everything around her was absurd and hypocritical because of the conflict between her role and her role as a mother and her true self and selfish self. The torment is that she is not as urgent as an actress who needs to get rid of her role/personality. The active passivation of the dialogue actually uses Shi Guangde's self-immolation to shadow Yu Bo. This is...
Persona Comments
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Sister Alma: Elisabet? Can I read you something from my book? Or am I disturbing you? It says here:"All the anxiety we bear with us, all our thwarted dreams, the incomprehensible cruelty, our fear of extinction, the painful insight into our earthly condition, have slowly eroded our hope of an other-wordly salvation. The howl of our faith and doubt against the darkness and silence, is one of the most awful proofs of our abandonment and our terrified, unuttered knowledge." Do you think it's like that?
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Sister Alma: Karl-Henrik and I rented a cottage by the sea once. It was June, and we were all alone. One day, when Karl-Henrik had gone into town, I went to the beach on my own. It was a warm and lovely day. There was another girl there. She'd paddled over from another island because our beach was sunnier and more secluded. We lay there, sunbathing beside one another, complete naked, dozing now and then, putting suntan lotion on. We had those cheap straw hats on, you know? I had a blue ribbon around mine. I lay there peeping out from under my hat at the landscape and the sea and the sun. It was kind of funny. Suddenly I saw two figures leaping about on the rock above us. They would hide and then peek out. "There's a couple of boys looking at us," I told the girl. Her name was Katarina. "Let them look," she said, and turned over on her back. It was a strange feeling. I wanted to jump up and put my robe on but I just lay there on my stomach with my bottom in the air, not at all embarrassed, completely calm. Katarina lay there next to me the whole time, with her breasts and thick thighs. She just lay there sort of giggling to herself. I noticed that the boys had come closer. They just stood there looking at us. I noticed they were terribly young. Then one of them - the more daring of the two - came up and squatted down next to Katarina. He pretended to be busy picking at his toes. I felt so strange. Suddenly I heard Katarina say, "Hey, why don't you come over here?" She took him by the hand and helped him off with his jeans and shirt. Then suddenly he was on top of her. She guided him in with her hands on his behind. The other boy just sat on the slope and watched. I heard Katarina whisper in the boy's ear and laugh. His face was right next to mine. It was red and swollen. Suddenly I turned over and said, "Aren't you coming over to me too?" And Katarina said, "Go to her now." He pulled out of her and fell on top of me, completely hard. He grabbed my breast. It hurt so bad. I was ready somehow and came almost at once. Can you believe it? I was about to say, "Careful you don't get me pregnant" when he suddenly came. I felt it like never before in my life, the way he sprayed his seed into me. He gripped my shoulders and arched backward. I came over and over. Katarina lay on her side and watched and held him from behind. After he came, she took him in her arms and used his hand to make herself come. When she came, she screamed like a banshee. Then all three of us started laughing. We called to the other boy, who was sitting on the slope. His name was Peter. He came down, looking all confused and shivering despite the sunshine. Katarina unbuttoned his pants and started to play with him. And when he came, she took him in her mouth. He bent down and kissed her back. She turned around, took his head in both hands, and gave him her breast. The other boy got so excited that he and I started all over again. It was just as good as before. Then we went for a swim and parted ways. When I got home, Karl-Henrik was already back from town. We ate dinner and drank some red wine he'd brought. Then we had sex. It's never been as good, before or since. Can you understand that?
