Bergman's self-discovery journey

Collin 2021-12-07 08:01:40

Jung, a master of psychology, believes that a person's personality is rational, which is his mask to face the world, and the inner soul of a person is emotional, and each person develops a set of personality in accordance with the needs of the surrounding environment. However, the environment in which mankind lives is so complicated that his true self has shrunk behind a hypocritical mask. We imagine that when we look at ourselves through the mirror, the image is twofold, one is the external image and the other is the soul. Ingmar Bergman's "Mask" shows such a process of blending and approaching each other between the "external self" and "intrinsic self", that is, a journey of self-exploration and toward the true self. .

Liv Ullmann plays a beautiful and charming actress Vogler, who suddenly became speechless during the filming, and since then refused to speak. He was finally admitted to a mental hospital and was taken care of by nurse Alma, played by Bibi Anderson.

Two women, one with long hair and one with short hair, have the same beautiful faces. Alma is optimistic, positive, energetic and energetic; Vogler is silent, composed, indifferent to emotions and anger, only occasionally responding with a faint smile. Alma said that no one in life wanted to listen to her, so Vogler became the best listener. At the beginning, Alma was always so happy to share everything in her life with Vogler. Slowly, she and Vogler established a delicate relationship of trust, and gradually opened up a heart that had not been opened for many years, and confessed to Vogler. It recounted a period of indulgence and waywardness of youth, and revealed the fragility and pain hidden under his cheerful and innocent face. That night, Alma dreamed that Vogler walked into her room, and the faces of the two people leaned against each other.

This is the honeymoon period between the "outside me" and the "real me". On a sunny beach with clear water and fine sand, there are only two people, Alma and Vogler, everything is so peaceful and peaceful. Under such a relaxed environment, the disguise that people have painstakingly managed has gradually become heavy and useless. While Alma told Vogler, he was also telling herself: He was treating Vogler while also healing herself. Her disguise was removed little by little in this process, and at the same time she approached her soul step by step.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Curiosity prompted Alma to take a peek at Vogler's letter to her husband, and learned that Vogler saw her as an interesting subject. He was angry and his trust in Vogler collapsed like a building collapsed. She is hostile to her, questioning her, hysterical. I also wish to deepen her pain by making affection with her husband, threatening to splash her with hot water, so as not to let her inner peace. Vogler was angry and wanted to leave her. She regretted it again, chasing her and begging her for forgiveness, as if she was the patient who needed to be taken care of.

This is a typical sensitive reaction after self-exposure. When one person reveals his own secrets to another person, he will have a strong dependence on the other person and have higher expectations for the relationship between the two. If the other person cannot return with equal or greater secrets, the relationship between the two seems to be out of balance, so Alma threatens Vogler to speak. This stems from the cowardice and fear of the "outside self" when facing the "true self". It begins to face a painful choice: escape or accept. Escaping or giving up will give the "outside self" temporary and false relief, but the "true self" will shrink with it; acceptance means meeting the challenge of the "true self" and being ready to face ugly torture at any time. People complete their self-exploration in this struggling to escape and accept. Just like in the end, when Alma forced Vogler to face reality and face herself, she completed her own salvation by integrating with her pain.

Bergman's movies always have such a magical power that can force you to reflect on yourself and life. "Screaming and Whispers" and "Wild Strawberry" are all a wonderful journey of spiritual exploration. Seeing the characters in the play are like trapped beasts, fighting between the nightmare and the closure of reality, I have to look into the mirror and spy on the soul behind this mask. In fact, the script for "Mask" was completed during Bergman's illness and hospitalization. The palms pierced by iron nails, the slaughtered lambs, the deserted yard, the silhouette of the dead woman, and the little boy covered with white cloth at the beginning of the film are all phantoms that inspired Bergman’s creative consciousness during his hospitalization. They represent In addition to death and humility, the black spider symbolizes the weaving of fate. At this time, Bergman is also facing the choice of his own destiny: from now on he decides to shoot what he wants to shoot, and no longer cares whether it is accepted by the public.

So there is this "Mask" which represents self-exploration. So there is this fine piece of film frame by frame.


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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?

  • 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?