Persona

I felt like I had such a long week this week. Today I missed work for some doctor appointments. About a year ago I had major shoulder surgery, and my job and it's repetitive actions (I rarely take breaks) has inflamed it again. A few cortisone shots deep into my joint later, and I'm feeling better, if not really grossed out. My surgeon was making fun of me for having so many piercings and feeling sick at the thought of shots. "I have selective needle fear," I told him seriously. I came home and started to watch today's movie - Persona, directed by Ingmar Bergman in 1966, which furthered my weird mood. 

I don't want to admit this, but I must. I have heard a lot about Bergman. I know what films were inspired by his work and why. I know he is important and to be ooohed and awwwwed over. But I have never watched one of his films. They always sound good, if not upsetting, and I just never find myself in the mood for one. It's always like, "Shall I watch another documentary on climbing Everest, or a Bergman? Eeeeeeh, documentary it is." Weirder movies tend to deeply affect my mood. I don't have an explanation, I just seem to feel the emotions from them for longer, so I tend to put them off, since I know I'll be affected. I mean, after I watched Antichrist, I saw for almost an hour just staring at the black TV screen, thinking, wondering. I subjected Anthony to Eraserhead once, and we both felt sick to our stomachs afterwards for a few hours. We're weird. So Bergman, despite my knowledge that I need to watch his films, always settled at the bottom of my list. Sorry, Film Professors. Sorry, Ingmar Bergman.