BTXXII 1957: The Seventh Seal

The Seventh Seal (Det sjunde inseglet). Ingmar Bergman. 1957. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐.

This is probably the one film everybody thinks of when you mention Ingmar Bergman, right? Very serious, filled with symbolism and religious anguish. As pop-culture penetration of art film goes, nothing beats Death on the beach playing chess.

And Max von Sydow, for the first time in a Bergman film!

I thought this film was from later in Bergman’s career, but here it is, in the middle of his sweetest comedies.

The film seems constructed to entice people to write treatises about it, what with the film commenting on itself and commenting on Bergman’s career and stuff. Just the stuff film nerds love.

This post is part of the 87 Bergman Things series.

BTXXI 1955: Smiles of a Summer Night

Smiles of a Summer Night (Sommarnattens leende). Ingmar Bergman. 1955. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐.

“A romantic comedy by Ingmar Bergman.” Bergman was depressed but needed money, so he made this little masterpiece, which was also his international break-through, I think. It won prizes in Cannes and everything.

Gunnar Björnstrand’s glued-on comedy beard is rather disturbing, though.

“The last three years I’ve turned 29, which is nothing for a woman of my age.”

It’s a kinda perfect movie. You have to wonder about what’s going on at the set, though. Bergman’s relationship with Harriet Andersson (playing a significant part) was over, and Harriet’s sister, Bibi, makes her first appearance in a Bergman film. (They’d later become involved.)

It’s all so complicated. But we have this.

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BTXX 1947: Woman Without a Face

Princess!?

Such lighting.

Woman Without a Face (Kvinna utan ansikte). Gustaf Molander. 1947. ⭐⭐⭐★★★.

We’re diverging from the chronological Bergman thing again and skipping back from 1956 to 1947: To this Bergman-scripted, but Gustaf Molander-directed thing.

It’s weird being back in this period again after the 1955-56 streak of mature-ish Bergman films. It’s all artifice and stilted lines again.

It’s fun to see Alf Kjellin again, though, and it’s an interestingly convoluted story.

This post is part of the 87 Bergman Things series.