Driven mad by the silence of the nihilists

Felipe 2022-04-24 07:01:06

The first half is about when the meaning of faith in destiny sinks into silent nihilism, one person's mask becomes the liberation of another. Elizabeth's role is revealed quite clearly by the book "A Hero of Our Time" read by the little boy at the beginning of the film, in which the protagonist wears a kind of isolated nihilism and is devoured by emptiness day by day; while Emma's role It shows the true self in the presence of the listener.

The second half begins to escape into the perspective of the two heroines (the most obvious is that the face-to-face conversation between the two after seeing the torn photo was played twice from different perspectives), while suggesting Emma's schizophrenia (Including the end of the film is to pack some cushions for a while, and then imagine that he is on the stage), while using Elizabeth as the main point of view implies some kind of violent factor leading to Elizabeth's silence and the behavior of observing Emma like an observation object. Emma's wake-up and sleep created the possibility that both parties were in a dream state.

Secondly, everyone in the whole film has a different understanding of the mask. The doctor began to think that the actress should get rid of all useless hypocrisy, so she dealt with everything with absolute silence; after the fight, the nurse saw the letter because , thinks the original actor is real, and now this actress who is silent for "studying Emma" is unreal. That "no" is actually the same thing as Emma's speech after coming out of the bathroom - why people can't wear a mask to live with others, but deliberately "lose the freedom to speak and not lie like an actress" Live without excuses, so as to speak only when real emotions (like the previous fear of being splashed with boiling water) erupt.

Bergman used old movies and some suspected footage damage + blunt splicing to omit unimportant segments, leaving only the most essential and ambiguous parts for the audience to wonder and interpret.

As for the opening sequence, many of the clips before the little boy clip have not been read out of any particular significance, including the little boy clip seems to be just to bring out the initial scene, and use the book and the two different women transformed on the wall face to suggest the tone and direction of the story.

In the end, the silent party in this movie has a very strong nihilism, so people who make other beliefs and lives have meaning are crazy. There are still many real analysis of the paper about this movie. If you really want to interpret it from multiple angles, you can read it, and at the same time, you can also understand Carl Jung's psychological theory about persona.

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Persona quotes

  • 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?

  • 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?