Bergman in broader, uneven strokes. The human condition under more obvious strain with greater emphasis on overt cause and effect. Normality remains as precarious as ever with the vacillating military action metaphorically waxing & waning human frailty in the face of threat and - more pointedly - what eventually collapses your morality into cuckoldry when your back is against a wall. Gorgeously stark throughout.
Allégorie puissante et dénonciatrice de l'implication de la guerre, de toute guerre, sur le comportement, l'humiliation de l'être humain. Pour public averti. Le cinéma, c'est aussi quelquefois, la réflexion et le dépassement. Mais qui se sent concerné ? Une oeuvre formelle, désespérante, d'une cruelle évidence. www.cinefiches.com
Bergman's nightmare of life during wartime, just disturbing enough for when you're in the mood to be moved but not, ya know, traumatized. Some amazing setpieces and ominous atmosphere, but still linked to a kind of theatrical mannerism unbecoming for the chaos he wants to evoke. Which means, even with the Trumpocalypse bearing down, I'm less sure it's a prophecy than (for a type of arthouse viewer) good clean fun.
I liked the idea of a relationship breaking down when faced with the ever looming presence of war, but the tonal shift between the first and second half threw me a little, and the role reversal of the weak willed husband becoming the strong overbearing one, and the wife becoming the opposite, seemed rushed when explored only in an hour or less. The war themes could have been explored better, and less obscure as well.
this film is hosting lot of subtexts inside ... the hidden sexual humiliation between male and female characters is very irritating. staying indifferent towards the war or moral disappearance after war are just sheath for telling bothersome humiliation.the whole film resembles a bad nightmare but in the final scene when she started to talk about her dream ,the audience are forced to believe that this is a reality.
Exceptional not for the camera's lambent grace, the austere elegance of the sound, the radically unfiltered complexities and frank, unsentimental empathy... though those elements, if not flawless, are close. Most profound, rather, was Bergman's ability, seemingly via an appeal to pure intellect, to somehow end up making me feel. 4.5