By the mid 60s, Bergman had already conjured many of the cinema’s most unforgettable images. But with the radical Persona, the supreme artist attained new levels of visual poetry. A nurse is put in charge of an actress who no longer speaks and finds that the actress’ persona is melding with hers.
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Everytime you enter into the mysteries of "Persona" the experience makes you merge with the film and its character(s). No matter how you interpret it, you'll always get deep inside the human mind. A fascinating masterpiece.
Being in/watching Bergman films always made me feel like existing in a completely different time and space opposite of my own. A land so foreign and absurd, yet so familiar and natural ; our own subconsciousness. A psychological roller-coaster ride you need once in a while to let loose. and Persona is the colossal twister rail that stirs my stomach like a hurricane and plunge me out of seat and into oblivion.
Mind-blowing. I remember thinking that I don't know what the hell I just saw...but that it was one of the most fascinating and thought-provoking films I have seen. And I knew I would watch it again and again.
A cogent meta-narrative exploring the blurred lines between love and hate. Bergman's tropes are often utilised in contemporary cinema (none more so than by his most famous fan, Woody Allen) and occasionally parodied (500 Days of Summer), but his avant-garde affectations rivalled Bunuel for their semantic clout.
Outward, everyday performativity (Vogler) bisected from driving inner forces of belief and desire (Alma); patriarchal expectations and maternal guilt render unity of self an impossible responsibility. Also a parable for performance itself; an actress resorts to meager co-existence when a part baffles empathetically, even as the dream of pure transformation lingers. Bergman setting the bar way too fucking high.
Persona" is an experience. And "Persona" IS experience. Indescribable not because it wants to be, but indescribable because it is. Who are we? Who do we want to be? Who are we comfortable being? Who do we need to be? And why? Is it live, or is it memorex??