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« on: October 02, 2011, 04:56:PM » |
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Fanny and Alexander [Fanny och Alexander] (Ingmar Bergman, 1982)
One of my favorite directors is Ingmar Bergman, but I will be the first one to admit that his films sometimes can get a bit tiring. What kind of experience would "Fanny and Alexander" be for me? Would I fall in love with it, or would it's length overshadow its Bergman brilliance?
The shortened theater version is 3 hours and 8 minutes, already much longer than my preferred 90 minute golden rule. But the version I sit down to watch is the director's cut, 312 minutes, 5 hours and 12 minutes. And it's 12 midnight and I'm not in a particularly good mood. Am I to punish myself? Or to force myself to start it, go to bed, and since it is started, to finish it the next day?
I start. And lives later, it is 6 am, the sun is out, and the film is over. I sleep, and the film is on my mind, and I wake, and wander through my day, and I feel the film within me. Between midnight until dawn, where I usually dream by myself, this time I outsource my dreams, and let Bergman's film dream for me. And it is a big dream, a big film, with big ideas, but all revolving around the biggest concept of them all – Life. For while "Fanny and Alexander" is about many things, religion, family, love, and while it has many different characters in it, it is ultimately a big masterpiece about people trying to live and what living means to us all.
An overwhelming film, one wonders how a director could fit so much, in the measly duration of 312 minutes. Because the movie contains contents enough for ten times that. This is Bergman's masterpiece.
5/5
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