Beautiful. All these old family photos- so many faces, so many lives. The details Bergman lingers on like their clothing, their expressions, the subtle changes as they age- especially Karin. They almost begin to feel like characters, until you remember they all actually existed and Bergman is just letting us glimpse a small part of his life. By the end it feels kind of haunting, maybe even melancholic.
Beautiful. All these old family photos- so many faces, so many lives. The details Bergman lingers on like their clothing, their expressions, the subtle changes as they age- especially Karin. They almost begin to feel like characters, until you remember they all actually existed and Bergman is just letting us glimpse a small part of his life. By the end it feels kind of haunting, maybe even melancholic.
