Bergman's films always seem to strike directly at the deepest human anxieties and crises.
This movie is about love. A mother's love for her daughter does the most damage the world can do.
The movie is like a sharp knife, piercing directly into the sickness of "love". On the surface, the mother visits her daughter, and everything is polite and courteous. Until the night of insomnia, the daughter revealed the knot in her mother's heart. In the end the chat developed into a rant. The emotions that had been suppressed since childhood finally broke out.
The daughter's accusation against her mother is like a sharp knife. But relatives are not enemies. At the end of the movie, the daughter seems to regret it. But what cannot be forgiven cannot be forgiven after all, pain is still pain, and love is still love. The sharp knife is like water, and it seems that nothing has changed. But the sharp intention of the knife is disturbing. When she was young, her daughter realized that she actually hated her mother and gnawed her nails late at night in fear.
The mother in the movie is indeed a bit extremely selfish, and it is special. The scuffle between mother and daughter has reached the level of morbid drama. But in this most extreme and magnified scuffle, we also seem to be able to see our own fetters in family relationships.
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