another psychologically abstract film from bergman and ullmann delivers as usual, however the dialogue gradually became frail and the dream-to-reality and vice versa sequences did not really move me, further confusing me on how the narrative's center became evident in the film; how and when does our character confront herself, killing off the past (it could be in the final scenes). despite my partial dissatisfaction with dialogue-drag and the frailness, bergman once again combines his filmmaking skills and intellectualism, exploring trauma, family, and sorrow, intersected with different filmmaking.
another psychologically abstract film from bergman and ullmann delivers as usual, however the dialogue gradually became frail and the dream-to-reality and vice versa sequences did not really move me, further confusing me on how the narrative's center became evident in the film; how and when does our character confront herself, killing off the past (it could be in the final scenes). despite my partial dissatisfaction with dialogue-drag and the frailness, bergman once again combines his filmmaking skills and intellectualism, exploring trauma, family, and sorrow, intersected with different filmmaking.
