“My films begin with a snowflake that ends up as a snowball, where the original snowflake is often lost”--Bergman
“Each film I make is my last”--Bergman
When I was in college in the seventies I loved film and craved knowledge of European film auteurs I had heard about. Truffaut, Godard, Bergman, Fellini. Of course we knew Hitchcock and you could sometimes see these films on tv--The Birds, Vertigo, North by Northwest--but you had to be there when it was being shown that one time--and there was no videotaping. I repeat, no videotaping existed to study films frame by frame. Kids, videotaping did not exist, I'm serious.
I was part of my college film council, where we had an annual film series. So the only way you could see these films is through film series, and if you happened to run just such a series, you would get huge boxes of 16 mm film reels in big boxes sent to your house, and you’d drop everything to watch each film as many times as you could in a weekend. And read up about it from any sources you could find in the library. Because--now get this, and I hope you are sitting down to hear this--there was NO INTERNET and there was no public archive where you could view these films, for no amount of money you might offer, as you can now. And then some libraries began to buy some films, beginning with American films, but the enterprise was very limited for decades.
And I, as a (then) Calvinist, like the God-haunted films of Ingmar Bergman, which had all the anguish and doubt of the novels of Fyodor Dostoevsky. NOW you can get them for free online, and this book I am reviewing has encouraged me to watch again, let’s say, my top ten favorite films, in the dead of sunless winter. Good idea? Do I need black and white films with subtitles about anguish? Maybe I do!
This wonderful oversized library book is for scholars and Bergman lovers mainly, with essays on each and every film, and some essays on Bergman and even by him. It’s a treasure chest of information, and almost as heavy as one, and I loved it, though I admit I skimmed some essays about films I had never seen and never will.
My faves:
The Seventh Seal
Wild Strawberries
Persona
Cries and Whispers
Virgin Spring
Autumn Sonata
Fanny and Alexander
Face to Face
Hour of the Wolf
Scenes from a Marriage
But there were others, too: The trilogy Through a Glass Darkly, Winter Light, the Silence. Shame. The Magic Flute. Even the last films After the Rehearsal, Saraband.
When I first began teaching in the mid seventies (!!) I taught in rural Michigan, and I taught a film course where we decided to feature The Seventh Seal, Citizen Kane and On the Waterfront, though most of the films were shorts. Film: Real to Reel was the main text. We taught them how films are made, not just filmic interpretation. Tracking shots, one shots, two shots, wide angles.
Bergman's actors take a special place in the book, of course. (Especially) Liv Ullman (I own a book of photographs of her), Max Van Sydow, Bibi Anderson, Erland Josephson, and so many others.
This mix of anguish, faith, despair, madness, lust, laughter, magic, mystery. One of the best ever. If you see just one, see The Seventh Seal, which is one of his films that won an Academy Award for Best Foreign Film.