It was the first Bergman movie I saw, and I found it so appealing to me. It is hard to see in the market such a strange, profound and bold depiction of the relationship between mother and daughter. Perhaps in reality, "the daughter's misfortune is the mother's victory". This situation is still a little extreme, but for many native families For children who lack the role of their parents, the relationship with their relatives is very awkward. Bergman must have experienced it first-hand to write such a sharp, delicate and profound dialogue.
In the 12 years of my childhood, the role of parents was basically completely absent. The titles of father and mother seemed extremely awkward to me, but I also thought that my childhood was very happy, but I was a parent to my parents at that time. Hateful.
With the passage of time, I don't seem to have any hatred anymore. Hate is useless. I still often call my mother and chat quite happily. As before with such a big obsession. I don't want to fall into self-pity, but I still can't help crying when I see this movie today and think of my family.
So maybe I just sealed up that grudge, and I didn't reconcile, and I couldn't achieve reconciliation. I don't have any big quarrels with my parents now, and I won't complain about their 12 years of blankness in my life, and I won't have a long talk with them. I just maintain a good and polite relationship. it is good.
My roommate is also a good friend. He seems to always think that I am a very indifferent person. I accept the kindness of others, and I silently listen to other people's complaints, but I rarely listen to them. It seems that I am emotionally rich. People are sensitive and cry, and their empathy ability is not bad, but if I peel off these things, I will find that my heart is indifferent in nature.
I slowly discovered the fact that I have no ability to love and will not love others. Even my grandparents who have reborn parents, I think I do love them, but as I grow older, I realize that I really love them. Is there so much love? Maybe it's gratitude more than love. They gave me a second life and a happy childhood, but we never really came to each other's hearts. My grandparents are much older than me. I have been sensitive since I was a child and have many worries. people, but I basically don’t communicate with them. This is what my grandfather once said to me, “The city is deep, I have thought about many things in my heart, but I won’t say it out.” Such a feeling, does love really exist? But even if there is no spiritual communication, those real fetters that happen in daily life are with love, right? Speaking of which, I really owe my grandpa a lot.
I am a person without the concept of family, so I have never cared about home or hometown. I have never been attached to any place, but only miss the time when I was growing up in my childhood. It is time rather than a specific place. I don’t know where I belong. It's a really sad thing.
My ego is so overwhelmed that even watching a movie, I have to babble about my own experience. Speaking of the movie, the colors, the composition, the lines, and the acting are all wonderful. Even the lines that have nothing to do with the mother-daughter relationship reveal wisdom, such as the paragraph "Sometimes I can't sleep at night, and I don't know if I've lived or not, and I don't know if I've ever lived. Is it the same for everyone. Or are some people born knowing more about life than others, or some people who have never lived and just exist." I saw this line and decided to watch this movie, the first time I saw it. This paragraph, like five thunders, hit my heart all of a sudden. This is a movie from 1978, but it accurately describes my mood in 2020. It's really amazing! I admire Bergman a little more. He is a human observer. He is too good at observation and analysis.
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