Ingmar Bergman dies at 89.
Jul 30, 2007 at 5:52 PM Thread Starter Post #1 of 13

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Just read about this here. One of the greatest film directors of all time, he directed some of my favorite movies, like Fanny and Alexander, Wild Strawberries, and his masterpiece, The Seventh Seal. May he rest in peace.
 
Jul 30, 2007 at 6:11 PM Post #3 of 13
I know I'm not the only one who always confused him and Ingrid Bergman together-

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Here's lookin' at you, Ingmar.
 
Jul 30, 2007 at 6:43 PM Post #4 of 13
watch fanny and alexander, the uncut version. one of the greatest movies ever made.
 
Jul 30, 2007 at 8:13 PM Post #6 of 13
R.I.P.
The world have lost one its greatest film directors.
 
Jul 31, 2007 at 6:29 AM Post #9 of 13
An Ingmar Bergman film is always something to behold. For me, it was the television version of Scenes From A Marriage, that I paid attention to foreign films more than the Hollywood fare. Bergman seemed to be obsessed, or to be more polite, respected the power of human nature as it unfolds on film, and as a result, made some of the finest films to ever feature human performances. The debate as to whether or not he was the greatest film director of the past half century, or according to Woody Allen, of all time, isn't really important as the films he made, although IMO I consider him more substantial than iconic directors like Godard and Antonioni. I hope the coming Oscars will show more than just an entry in the annual obits.
 
Jul 31, 2007 at 6:44 AM Post #10 of 13
this is from the nytimes.

Ingmar Bergman died today, at 89. There have been plenty of books written about him. But Bergman’s own autobiography, “The Magic Lantern,” was published in 1988, in a translation by Joan Tate. It was reviewed in The Book Review by Woody Allen. “Less than ennobling,” Allen wrote, “was the motive for seeing my first Ingmar Bergman movie. The facts were these: I was a teen-ager living in Brooklyn, and word had got around that there was a Swedish film coming to our local foreign film house in which a young woman swam completely naked. Rarely have I slept overnight on the curb to be the first on line for a movie, but when ‘Summer With Monika’ opened at the Jewel in Flatbush, a young boy with red hair and black-rimmed glasses could be seen clubbing senior citizens to the floor in an effort to insure the choicest, unobstructed seat.”

Allen continued:
I never knew who directed the film nor did I care, nor was I sensitive at that age to the power of the work itself - the irony, the tensions, the German Expressionist style with its poetic black-and-white photography and its erotic sadomasochistic undertones. I came away reliving only the moment Harriet Andersson disrobed, and although it was my first exposure to a director who I would come to believe was pound for pound the best of all film makers, I did not know it then.



Only in the late 50’s, when I took my then wife to see a much talked about movie with the unpromising title ‘’Wild Strawberries,'’ did I lock into what was to become a lifelong addiction to the films of Ingmar Bergman. I still recall my mouth dry and my heart pounding away from the first uncanny dream sequence to the last serene close-up. Who can forget such images? The clock with no hands. The horse-drawn hearse suddenly becoming stuck - the blinding sunlight and the face of the old man as he is being pulled into the coffin by his own dead body. Clearly here was a master with an inspired personal style; an artist of deep concern and intellect, whose films would prove equal to great European literature. Shortly after that I saw ‘’The Magician,'’ an audacious black-and-white dramatization of certain Kierkegaardian ideas presented as an occult tale and spun out in an original, hypnotic camera style that reached its crescendo years later in the dreamlike ‘’Cries and Whispers.'’ Lest the Kierkegaardian reference make the movie sound too dry or didactic, please be assured, ‘’The Magician,'’ like most of Bergman’s films, had one foot brilliantly planted in show business.

In addition to all else - and perhaps most important - Bergman is a great entertainer; a storyteller who never loses sight of the fact that no matter what ideas he’s chosen to communicate, films are for exciting an audience. His theatricality is inspired. Such imaginative use of old-fashioned Gothic lighting and stylish compositions. The flamboyant surrealism of the dreams and symbols. The opening montage of ‘’Persona,'’ the dinner in ‘’Hour of the Wolf'’ and, in ‘’The Passion of Anna,'’ the chutzpah to stop the engrossing story at intervals and let the actors explain to the audience what they are trying to do with their portrayals, are moments of showmanship at its best.
After a while, Allen finally got around to talking about Bergman’s memoir:
It’s a lot about stomach problems. But it’s interesting. It’s random, anecdotal. It’s not chronological, as one’s life story should be. There is no building saga of how he began and gradually worked himself up to dominate the Swedish stage and screen. The story skips around, back and forth, apparently depending on the author’s spontaneity. It includes odd tales and sad feelings. An odd tale: as a young boy being locked inside a mortuary and becoming fascinated by the naked corpse of a young woman. A sad feeling: ‘’My wife and I live near each other. One of us thinks and the other answers, or the other way round. I have no means of describing our affinity. One problem is insoluble. One day the blow will fall and separate us. No friendly god will turn us into a tree to shade the farm.'’ It leaves out things you’d bet he’d discuss. His films, for instance. Well, maybe he doesn’t leave them out exactly but there’s much less than you’d expect, considering he’s made over 40. There’s also not much about his wives in this book. He’s had plenty. (And lots of children too, though they’re hardly mentioned.) That includes Liv Ullmann, who lived with him for years and was the mother of one of his children and a great star in his pictures. But there’s not much about any of the actors and actresses in his films.

So what is there? Well, many gripping revelations, but they’re mostly about his childhood. And about his theater work. Interestingly he draws a picture of every single scene before he stages it. And there is a moving account of how he directed Anders Ek, an actor in several films, who had developed leukemia and was using his own fear of approaching death to portray a Strindberg character. Bergman loves the theater. It’s his real family. In fact, the warm, lovable family in ‘’Fanny and Alexander'’ didn’t exist for real - they were meant to symbolize the theater. (This isn’t in the book. I happen to know it.) He writes too of his maladies: ‘’I suffered from several indefinable illnesses and could never really decide whether I wanted to live at all.'’ His weak bodily functions: ‘’In all the theatres I have worked in for any length of time, I have been given my own lavatory.'’

His breakdown is in there too, over the income tax scandal. It’s mesmerizing to read about it. In 1976, Bergman was crudely snatched from a rehearsal and taken to police headquarters over money owed the Government because of his mishandling of income tax payments. It was not unlike the type of thing that occurs so frequently where one hires an accountant, presumes he will handle everything brilliantly and aboveboard and finds later one has trustingly signed papers without understanding them or even reading them. The fact that he was innocent of willful dishonesty and a national treasure did not prevent the authorities from dealing with him harshly and boorishly. The result was a nervous breakdown, hospitalization and self-imposed exile to Germany with profound feelings of rage and humiliation.

Finally, the picture one gets is of a highly emotional soul, not easily adaptable to life in this cold, cruel world, yet very professional and productive and, of course, a genius in the dramatic arts. In the translation by Joan Tate, Bergman writes quite well and one is often caught up and moved by his descriptions. I lapped up every page, but I’m no test because I have a great interest in this particular artist. It was hard for me to believe he has already turned 70. In his book he recalls when at 10 he was given a magic lantern, which projected shadows on the wall. It stimulated a love affair with movies that is touching in its depth of feeling. Now that he is world-renowned and retired from cinema, he writes the following: ‘’My chair is comfortable, the room cosy, it grows dark and the first trembling picture is outlined on the white wall. It is quiet, the projector humming faintly in the well-insulated projection room. The shadows move, turning their faces towards me, urging me to pay attention to their destinies. Sixty years have gone by but the excitement is still the same.'’
 
Jul 31, 2007 at 6:49 AM Post #11 of 13
also from nytimes

Ingmar Bergman, Master Filmmaker, Dies at 89

Ingmar Bergman, the master filmmaker who found bleakness and despair as well as comedy and hope in his indelible explorations of the human condition, died yesterday at his home on the island of Faro, off the Baltic coast of Sweden. He was 89.

Mr. Bergman was widely considered one of the greatest directors in motion picture history. For much of the second half of the 20th century, he stood with directors like Federico Fellini and Akira Kurosawa at the pinnacle of serious filmmaking.

He moved from the comic romp of lovers in “Smiles of a Summer Night” in 1955 to the Crusader’s death-haunted search for God in “The Seventh Seal” in 1957; from the harrowing portrayal of fatal illness in “Cries and Whispers” in 1972 to the alternately humorous and horrifying depiction of family life a decade later in “Fanny and Alexander.”

Mr. Bergman dealt with pain and torment, desire and religion, evil and love. In his films, “this world is a place where faith is tenuous; communication, elusive; and self-knowledge, illusory at best,” Michiko Kakutani wrote in The New York Times Magazine in a 1983 profile of the director. God is either silent or malevolent; men and women are creatures and prisoners of their desires.

For many filmgoers and critics, it was Mr. Bergman more than any other director who brought a new seriousness to filmmaking in the 1950s.

“Bergman was the first to bring metaphysics — religion, death, existentialism — to the screen,” Bertrand Tavernier, the French film director, said. “But the best of Bergman is the way he speaks of women, of the relationship between men and women. He’s like a miner digging in search of purity.”

He influenced many other filmmakers, including Woody Allen, who once called Mr. Bergman “probably the greatest film artist, all things considered, since the invention of the motion picture camera.”

Mr. Bergman made about 50 films over more than 40 years. He centered his work on two great themes — the relationship between the sexes and the relationship between mankind and God. Mr. Bergman found in film, he wrote in a 1965 essay, “a language that literally is spoken from soul to soul in expressions that, almost sensuously, escape the restrictive control of the intellect.”

In a Bergman film, the mind is constantly seeking, constantly inquiring, constantly puzzled.

Mr. Bergman often acknowledged that his work was autobiographical, but only “in the way a dream transforms experience and emotions all the time.”

He carried out a simultaneous career in the theater, becoming a director of Stockholm’s Royal Dramatic Theater. He married multiple times and had highly publicized and passionate liaisons with his leading ladies.

Mr. Bergman broke upon the international film scene in the mid-1950s with four films that became symbols of his career — “Smiles of a Summer Night,” “The Seventh Seal,” “Wild Strawberries” and “The Magician.”

He had been a director for 10 years but was little known outside Sweden. Then, in 1956, “Smiles” won a special prize at the Cannes International Film Festival. The next year, the haunting and eloquent “Seventh Seal,” with its memorable medieval vision of a knight (Max von Sydow) playing chess with death in a world terrorized by the plague, won another special prize at Cannes. And in 1959, “The Magician” took the special jury prize at the Venice Film Festival.

Audiences flocked to art cinemas all over the world to see his films. Then, in 1960, “The Virgin Spring” told of a rape and its mysterious aftermath in medieval Scandinavia; it won the Academy Award as best foreign film. In only a few years, he had become both a cult figure and a box-office success.

A ‘Double Self’

Throughout his career, Mr. Bergman often talked about what he considered the dual nature of his creative and private personalities. “I am very much aware of my own double self,” he once said. “The well-known one is very under control; everything is planned and very secure. The unknown one can be very unpleasant. I think this side is responsible for all the creative work — he is in touch with the child. He is not rational; he is impulsive and extremely emotional.”

Ernst Ingmar Bergman was born on July 14, 1918, in the university town of Uppsala, Sweden. His father, Erik, a Lutheran clergyman who later became chaplain to the Swedish royal family, believed in strict discipline, including caning and locking his children in closets. His mother, Karin, was moody and unpredictable.

“I was very much in love with my mother,” he said in an interview with The Times in 1995. “She was a very warm and a very cold woman. When she was warm, I tried to come close to her. But she could be very cold and rejecting.”

The young Ingmar Bergman accompanied his father on preaching rounds of small country churches near Stockholm. His earliest memories, he once said, were of light and death.

“I remember how the sunlight hit the edge of my dish when I was eating spinach and, by moving the dish slightly from side to side, I was able to make different figures out of the light,” he said.

He added: “And I also remember being forced to sit in church, listening to a very boring sermon, but it was a very beautiful church, and I loved the music and the light streaming through the windows. I used to sit up in the loft beside the organ, and when there were funerals, I had this marvelous long-shot view of the proceedings, with the coffin and the black drapes, and then later at the graveyard, watching the coffin lowered into the ground. I was never frightened by these sights. I was fascinated.”

At the age of 9, he traded a set of tin soldiers for a battered magic lantern, a possession that altered the course of his life. Within a year, he had created, by playing with this toy, a private world in which he felt completely at home, he recalled. He fashioned his own scenery, marionettes and lighting effects and gave puppet productions of Strindberg plays in which he spoke all the parts.

A Start in Theater

He entered the University of Stockholm in 1937, nominally to study the history of literature but actually to spend most of his time working in amateur theater. He soon left home and university for a career in the theater and the movies.

He split his time between film and theater beginning in the early 1940s, when he was first taken into the script department of Svensk Filmindustri. His first boss described him as “shabby, rude and scampish with a laugh born out of the darkest depths of the inferno.”

In his theater career, he became head of the municipal theater in the southern Swedish city of Halsingborg in 1944. In 1946, he switched to Goteborg for four years, then spent two years as a guest producer in a couple of cities before going to Malmo in 1952 to become associated with the municipal theater there.

In films, he wrote as well as directed. His name first appeared on the screen in 1944 in “Torment,” which he wrote and which Alf Sjoberg, a dominant figure in Swedish film, directed. The film, based on a story Mr. Bergman wrote about his final, torturous year at school, won eight Swedish awards as well as the Grand Prix du Cinéma at Cannes. It made an international star of its leading actress, Mai Zetterling, who portrayed a shopgirl loved by a young student and shadowed by the student’s sadistic teacher.

Mr. Bergman got his first chance to direct the next year, 1945. His early films were basically soap operas that enabled him to experiment with directorial style.

Most critics agree that his first film of note was “Prison,” his sixth movie and the first all-Bergman production. It tells the story of a prostitute who committed suicide. He made it in 18 days, and while critics have called it cruel, disjointed and sophomoric, it was an early favorite of his.

In the next few years, he made “Summer Interlude” (1951), a tragedy of teenage lovers; “Waiting Women” (1952), his first successful comedy; “Sawdust and Tinsel,” set in a traveling circus and originally released in the United States as “The Naked Night”; “A Lesson in Love” (1954), a witty comedy of marital infidelity; and, finally, his breakthroughs, “Smiles of a Summer Night” and “The Seventh Seal.”

In 1957, the same year as “Seventh Seal,” Mr. Bergman also directed “Wild Strawberries,” his acclaimed study of old age. In the film, the 78-year-old Isak Borg (played by the silent-film director and actor Victor Sjostrom) drives through the countryside, stops at his childhood home, relives the memory of his first love and comes to terms with his emotional isolation.

“I had created a figure who, on the outside, looked like my father but was me, through and through,” Mr. Bergman said. “I was then 37, cut off from all human emotions.”

Mr. Bergman won his second Academy Award in 1962 for “Through a Glass Darkly,” about a mentally ill woman who believes she is visited by God. Then came the turning point, “Winter Light,” which he made in 1962, the second of his early-’60s trilogy, which ended with “The Silence.”

“Winter Light” portrayed the loneliness and vulnerability of modern man, without faith or love. Many of his earlier films had been animated by an anguished search for belief, but “Winter Light,” which shows a minister’s own loss of faith, implies that whatever answers there are to be found on earth.

Mr. Bergman said his philosophical shift had occurred during a brief hospital stay. Awakening from the anesthesia, he realized that he was no longer scared of death and that the question of death had suddenly disappeared. His films from then on, many critics have said, conveyed a kind of humanism in which love is the only hope of salvation.

Some critics lashed out at his films as obscure, pretentious and meaningless. But every time he made a failure, he managed to win back reviewers and audiences quickly with films like “Persona,” in which the personalities of two women break down and merge, and “Cries and Whispers,” a stark portrait of three sisters.

A Stable of Actors

Mr. Bergman often used what amounted to a repertory company — a group of actors who appeared in many of his films. They included Mr. von Sydow, Gunnar Bjornstrand, Ingrid Thulin, Bibi Andersson, Erland Josephson and, above all, Liv Ullmann, with whom he had a long personal relationship and with whom he had a child. For many years he also used the same cinematographer, Sven Nykvist, who died last year.

The ideas for his films came to him in many ways, he said. “Persona,” the study of two women in neurotic intimacy, came to life one day when he saw two women sitting together comparing hands. “I thought to myself that one of them is mute and the other speaks,” he said.

The germ for “The Silence” — in which a dying woman and her sister are in a foreign country with no means of communication with the world around them — came from a hospital visit. “I noticed from a window a very old man, enormously fat and paralyzed, sitting in a chair under a tree in the park,” he said.

“As I watched,” he continued, “four jolly, good-natured nurses came marching out, lifted him up, chair and all, and carried him back into the hospital. The image of being carried away like a dummy stayed in my mind.”

Other films were suggested by essays, novels or pieces of music. In every case, he said, some outside event had turned the key on some deep-seated memory: each film was a projection of some past experience.

“I have maintained open channels with my childhood,” he told Ms. Kakutani in 1983. “I think it may be that way with many artists. Sometimes in the night, when I am on the limit between sleeping and being awake, I can just go through a door into my childhood and everything is as it was — with lights, smells, sounds and people ... I remember the silent street where my grandmother lived, the sudden aggressivity of the grown-up world, the terror of the unknown and the fear from the tension between my father and mother.”

Mr. Bergman used his memories in many other films, including “Scenes From a Marriage” (which was originally made for television), “Autumn Sonata,” “From the Life of the Marionettes,” “Hour of the Wolf,” “Shame,” “Face to Face” and his version of Mozart’s “Magic Flute,” considered by many to be the most successful film of an opera ever made.

From the 1950s until recent years, Mr. Bergman maintained his successful theatrical career in Sweden. It was while rehearsing Strindberg’s “Dance of Death” at the Royal Dramatic Theater in Stockholm in 1976 that he was charged with tax evasion.

The incident received a great deal of publicity, and while the charges were later dropped and the Swedish government issued a formal apology, Mr. Bergman exiled himself from Sweden to West Germany, where he made “The Serpent’s Egg.” He had a nervous breakdown over the incident and was hospitalized for a time. He returned permanently to his native country only in the mid-1980s.

In 1982, Mr. Bergman announced that he had just made his last theatrical film, “Fanny and Alexander,” a look at high society in a Swedish town early in the 19th century that was in part inspired by his own childhood.

“Making ‘Fanny and Alexander’ was such a joy that I thought that feeling will never come back,” he told Ms. Kakutani. “I will try to explain: When I was at university many years ago, we were all in love with this extremely beautiful girl. She said no to all of us, and we didn’t understand. She had had a love affair with a prince from Egypt and, for her, everything after this love affair had to be a failure. So she rejected all our proposals. I would like to say the same thing. The time with ‘Fanny and Alexander’ was so wonderful that I decided it was time to stop. I have had my prince of Egypt.”

“Fanny and Alexander” won four Oscars, including the Academy Award for best foreign film in 1984.

An Island Retreat

But Mr. Bergman did not leave the world of film altogether. He spent much of his time on Faro, a sparsely populated island that visitors described as chilly and desolate but that he considered the one place he felt safe, secure and at home. He devoted his mornings to working on his plays, novels and television scripts.

Mr. Bergman’s fifth wife, Ingrid Karlebo Bergman, died in 1995. He had many children from his marriages and relationships.

He made a television film, “After the Rehearsal” — about three actors working on a production of Strindberg’s “Dream Play” — which was released theatrically in the United States. He wrote “The Best Intentions,” first as a novel and then in 1991 as a six-hour film directed by Billie August about Mr. Bergman’s parents’ troubled marriage just before his birth.

Mr. Bergman said in an interview in Sweden that the act of writing the film had changed his attitude toward his parents. “After this,” he said, “every form of reproach, blame, bitterness or even vague feeling that they have messed up my life is gone forever from my mind.”

“The Best Intentions” was one of three novels he wrote in the ’80s and ’90s about his parents. The second, “Sunday’s Children,” was made into a film and directed by his son Daniel. The third, “Private Confessions,” about his mother, became a film directed by Ms. Ullmann.

In 1997, he directed a made-for-television movie “In the Presence of Clowns” set in the 1920s and based on a story he discovered among the papers left by an uncle who appeared as a main character in “Fanny and Alexander” and “Best Intentions” and who was played in all three films by Borje Ahlstedt.

Until recent years, he directed two plays every year at the Royal Dramatic Theater. In May 1995, the Brooklyn Academy of Music, as part of a New York Bergman Festival, which included retrospectives by the Film Society of Lincoln Center and the Museum of Television and Radio, presented the Royal Theater in two plays directed by Mr. Bergman: Shakespeare’s “Winter’s Tale” and Yukio Mishima’s “Madame de Sade.”

Over the years, he also came to BAM to direct productions of Eugene O’Neill’s “Long Day’s Journey Into Night” and two by Ibsen, “A Doll’s House” and “Ghosts.”

He also directed operas and wrote many plays and television dramas, several novels and a 1987 memoir, “The Magic Lantern.”

In the fall of 2002, Mr. Bergman, at age 84, started production on “Saraband,” a television movie based on the two main characters in “Scenes From a Marriage.” Released in 2003, it starred Ms. Ullmann as a woman who decides to visit her ex-husband after 30 years at his summer home.

Many of his films could be said to reveal a preoccupation with death. But that concern had abated in later life, he said. “When I was young, I was extremely scared of dying,” he once said. “But now I think it a very, very wise arrangement. It’s like a light that is extinguished. Not very much to make a fuss about.”
 
Jul 31, 2007 at 8:38 PM Post #12 of 13
I was deeply saddened to hear about Bergman's passing. Just remember that he would never want his fans to be depressed.

Seriously though, I really am bummed out. Winter Light is probably my favorite film of all time. Hearing about Antonioni's death today was equally sad.
 
Aug 1, 2007 at 12:16 AM Post #13 of 13

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