Thursday 22 January 2009

En Passion (Ingmar Bergman, 1969)


Finally were getting back into what it’s all about; careful, intense, small character studies. This is what Bergman masters best and he can repeat it many times without going over the same kind of thing twice. One thing that surprised me was that the film was in colour. It was made just a year after Skammen (Ingmar Bergman, 1968), which was in black and white. But it’s okay though, because the cinematography is beautiful throughout. It still doesn’t hold up to Bergman’s best colour film Viskningar och Rop (1972), but it has many admirable strengths. Hey, and I’d like to complain again. This film was released by the same company that released the Skammen DVD, and what is up with the DVD menu? It looks like something cheaply made in some bad program. Ah, it’s just annoying.

Max von Sydow and Liv Ullmann return again, featuring their tortured faces. Bibi Andersson is also cast, and thank God because she does add her usual spark and liveliness to the film. Sydow and Ullmann’s performances are even stronger here than in Skammen, and they truly encapsulates the dreary and dark universe that Bergman creates. Sydow looks like a tortured soul, and Liv Ullmann has rarely looked sadder. What I complained about in my Skammen review is all gone like a bad dream, and here we are given the pure core of the material, rather all that other bullshit to fill the gaps. This is a character drama, and a pretty damn strong one at that. There are hints and clues at the cracks in the characters psyche, and we are given an open-ended look at their character traits. There is a lot of room for interpretation, and yet the characters still remain quite ambiguous to the end. Bergman is also one of the greatest at exposing the weakness and hypocrisy in human relationships. The gaze of the camera is penetrating in this film, and again Bergman uses his great skills with the camera to create some great shots. Actually, there are less of those kind of shots that I love than in Skammen, but here they are used to greater effect and the film overall is better structurally, so it doesn’t matter much. Also, I am a sucker for black and white cinematography. Sure, the film does look great, but I will still any day take black and white over colour. Incidentally, on IMDb, at the moment, Skammen got an average rating of 8.1, while En Passion “only” got 7.8. It just goes to show how superficial the average Bergman viewer is.

Probably one of the most powerful moments of the film is when we see several slaughtered and mauled sheep lying dead on the ground. Some jackass is running around the island the film takes place and is killing and torturing animals. While Bergman makes the audience try to figure out who did it, I don’t believe Bergman would care much to provide a clear answer to the question, but only make us pry into it. It is never clear, and it was never supposed to be. This is one thing I often hate, people asking “who done it?” Does it really matter? No it doesn’t, especially in films such as this. There is something more important about this being done, it is creating associations in our heads, further reasons to look into the characters psychology and works well with the rest of the narrative. It is done for something bigger; Bergman doesn’t have time to provide answers for such meaningless small narrative queries. The characters are fascinating, dark and there is enough sub-text for the whole family. Actually, I would recommend watching this with your family; maybe you’ll learn something about each other. The film is, quite surprisingly, fast paced. Obviously, the average audience will feel that this is slower than taking British Rail, but in many ways, compared to other Bergman films, it is quite fast. It may have something to do with the intensity of the script and narrative, as well as the performances, but I did like the pacing of the film. It still is able to take the odd moment to reflect on the world, but never more than necessary. Bergman is as usual great at creating fantastic and powerful endings, hopefully without that sentence sounding too much like an overused cliché, this is no exception.

Great to be back in familiar Bergman territory. The two last ones were alright, but this is the real good stuff of his work. Dramatic character studies will always survive, because they are so universal and powerful. Sydow and Ullmann are both great, and it is always a joy to see Bibi Andersson’s presence on the screen. It is dark, bleak, and dreary, exactly as vintage Bergman should be. Watch it at the expense of your own optimism.

No comments: