Bergman Trilogy 1 - Winter Light

Ok, here's my late post on Winter Light - I kept forgetting to post about it and then suddenly it was 3am, and I figured whatever I was going to write at that point would be so terrible I should just put it off. I don't feel bad since this is a trilogy, so I give myself a pass.

I wish I could explain my relationship with Bergman and his films. I really like them after while I watch them, and I really like thinking about them afterward. I often don't want to start watching them, though, and I sometimes don't want to write about them at all. It makes me feel like I dislike something about Bergman, but who knows what. I obviously like him, though. I have some sort of Bergman...problem.

Winter Light, which he directed in 1963. I quite liked it - the cinematography was a little more complex and interesting, and it was done very well. The story is interesting as well. I'm not sure why I so like Bergman's films that explore and question religion so much. I'm not a religious person, and perhaps his harsh investigations into religion ring true to me. I always find myself really interested in some of the observations that come out of these movies, and this one was no exception.