Directed by Ingmar Bergman
So we finally reach the end of this blogging marathon, which I vowed to finish today. It is 11:13 PM right now, so I am in good shape. But wow, this was exhausting, especially since I have to end on such a sour note.
As stated in previous posts, Bergman and I don't mix. Like oil and water. Or like a pseudo intellectual windbag and a resentful viewer.
This is the story of Professor Isak Borg who is on his way to a university to receive an honorary degree. Along the way he finds himself. Sappy, sappy, sappy.
As you can see, my ability to articulate what I am feeling as deteriorated; I am all movie reviewed out. Some might say "just wait until you are ready to write to post again." I say, there will never be a time or a place that I want to talk about Bergman. And also shut up.
We have seen better pictures about old age from the list, with Make Way for Tomorrow coming to mind off the top of my head. Just too sentimental for me.
Hope you enjoyed my blogging marathon; that should give you some reading material for awhile.
The dummy in the movie is made from a balloon and a stocking.