I was never a huge Bergman fan (my taste in foreign films runs more to Godard and Kurosawa), but I remember my mother taking me to a showing of "Wild Strawberries" around 1960 or so. I must have been six or seven. I couldn't tell you anything about the film, but two things have stuck in my mind to this day: the clock with no hands, and the revelation that people laugh in Swedish exactly the same as they do in American!
Just stumbled across your blog- will be back
ReplyDeletedo come back soon, uknaija... i actually check out your blog quite a bit!
ReplyDeleteI was never a huge Bergman fan (my taste in foreign films runs more to Godard and Kurosawa), but I remember my mother taking me to a showing of "Wild Strawberries" around 1960 or so. I must have been six or seven. I couldn't tell you anything about the film, but two things have stuck in my mind to this day: the clock with no hands, and the revelation that people laugh in Swedish exactly the same as they do in American!
ReplyDeleteLOL i've never been a huge fan of Bergman either (or Antonioni, for that matter)
ReplyDeletestill, it feels like an era's ending with them checking out within a day of each other, y'know?