Ingmar Bergman died today, a little more than two weeks past his 89th birthday.
There will be plenty of appreciations in the morning and I’ll read each one carefully and perhaps clip the best.
The photo posted above will have to stand in place of any words I might muster for the occasion. It is snapped from my favorite scene of my favorite film, Wild Strawberries. The protagonist of Bergman’s 1957 film is dreaming. In his dream he is gazing into his own past and is about to be told by his guide: “Some cherish a sweet and fading picture, but you can recall this scene at any time…”
Ingmar Bergman. Farväl.