Director:
Ingmar BergmanGuión:
Ingmar BergmanCámara:
Sven NykvistMúsica:
Lars Johan WerleStreaming (2)
Sinopsis(1)
Una noche, la actriz Elizabeth Vogler se queda sin voz mientras está interpretando el papel de Electra en el teatro. Al día siguiente, su ama de llaves la encuentra en su cama, inmóvil y callada. Es ingresada en una clínica durante tres meses, pero su estado no mejora. Su médico decide enviarla a una villa al lado del mar con su enfermera, Alma, para que recobre fuerzas. Elisabeth sigue callada. Al contrario, Alma habla mucho, le cuenta su vida, sus problemas, y la actriz escucha sus confesiones. Pero, poco a poco, las relaciones entre las dos mujeres empiezan a empozoñarse. (Filmin)
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One of those films that make it worthwhile to ignore the world around us for a while and embrace the new aesthetic and intellectual values that one brilliant artist presents to us exclusively and for free. The magic of Persona lies in the fact that we understand what it wants to say, but its statement is made in a way that cannot be interpreted and explained literally. A minimalist but endlessly creative celebration of cinematic language, both silent and conversational, a searing psychological play with two pivotal characters and the audience’s expectations that are shot to the max throughout – though Bergman doesn't need any crazy big twists. A lot of proper filmmaking art for a low price. Thank you.
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Even if you don't like this film, you simply understand that this is something created by a person who was an incredibly talented filmmaker and who knew how to fully utilize the medium and penetrate it in unique ways. The interweaving of images/faces is incredibly brilliant, which by the way also demonstrates the director's casting abilities.
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Ingmar Bergman's films lock me into a different world, where no mental experience is deep enough to hide. This also applies to the unsettling Persona, which from the opening shot began spinning depressive circles in my mind. In the introduction, the film is a psychological bullet, suggesting that even the experiences we have gained throughout our lives cannot tell us what we really want. With the urgent camera, the story gains a provocatively built atmosphere and an interesting balance of power, where it seems like the two characters could almost switch roles. And yet in the final act, Bergman terribly disappointed me, since given his nature, he allowed the mysteriousness to prevail, causing the storytelling to completely lose its tempo. The plot brings nothing new, it stands still, and the director only plays with his ideas, which complicate all possible understandings of the climax and the story as a whole.
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This is a hyper-intellectual fetish for which I’d beat Bergman with an IKEA chair. I really suffered during the mandatory school screening to the point where I wanted to take off my glasses and gouge both my eyes out. I know why I voluntarily avoid this conversational art by a mile.
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