Lars Passgård

Lars Passgård

  • Born: 1941-2-14
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  • Extended Reading
    • Darian 2022-03-25 09:01:15

      "Still in the Mirror": I Saw God Like a Spider

      Original address: http://www.qh505.com/blog/post/3990.html

      A god like a spider, or a spider like a god? Who is the noumenon and who is the metaphor? Who is in reality and who is in fantasy? Or, to see or not to see? When Karin, who is mentally ill, stood in that empty room in the early hours of the...

    • Bryce 2022-01-12 08:01:31

      Thoughts on the Great Hidden Electricity Addiction

      Movie viewing experience: solemn, empty, lonely, chills, trembling, sad, graceful, frightened

    • Brittany 2022-03-23 09:02:48

      All kinds of facial close-ups, Harriet is so beautiful. Although I was sleepy all the way, I can still feel the beauty of the background details and composition, which complement the content. The writer's father is trapped between family affection and personal pursuit, his daughter is trapped between God and pain, the sexual suggestion during the onset, and the son and his father's discussion on the topic of "Whether love is God" are all hot topics in Western modern times. The form and content are abundant and full of room for interpretation.

    • Estell 2022-03-26 09:01:10

      In the process of watching the movie, I tried to use Foucault's "Crazy and Civilization" to interpret the connection between madness, religion, and divine revelation. It was not until the end of the movie that I felt that I had misunderstood Bergman before. Going to the form of the movie and directly reading the core of the movie, the plots are just philosophical propositions. It is better to add a philosopher instead of Bergman.

    Through a Glass Darkly quotes

    • Fredrik: Father, I'm scared. When I was hugging Karin in the boat, reality was revealed. Do you know what I mean?

      David: I do.

      Fredrik: Reality was revealed, and I collapsed. It's like a dream. Anything can happen. Anything.

      David: I know.

      Fredrik: I can't live in this new world.

      David: Yes, you can. But you must have a support.

      Fredrik: What kind of support? You mean a God? Give me a proof of his existance. You can't.

      David: I can. But you gotta pay attention to what I say.

      Fredrik: Yes. I need to listen.

      David: I can only tell you a thought of my own hopes. It is to know that love exists for real in the human world.

      Fredrik: A sort of special love, I suppose?

      David: All kinds of it. The bigger and the smaller, the most absurd one and the most sublime one. All kinds of love.

      Fredrik: What about the desire for love?

      David: Desire and denying. Trust and distrust.

      Fredrik: Then love is the proof?

      David: I don't know if love is the proof of God's existance or if it's God itself.

      Fredrik: To you, love and God are the same thing.

      David: That thought makes me feel less empty; Makes my desperation less worse.

      Fredrik: Go on, dad.

      David: All of a sudden, emptiness turns into abundance, and desperation turns into life. It's like a temporary death's sentence strike.

      Fredrik: Dad... if it's like how you say it is, then God is all over Karin. We love her so much.

      David: Yes.

      Fredrik: Can't that help her?

      David: I think so.

    • Fredrik: Hey! Be careful now. Keep away from me. Stop hugging and kissing me. Stop sunbathing half naked. You disgust me. You know very well what I mean. Women are horrible. How they smell and move around, how they stick out their stomachs, how they comb their hair and talk. Makes me feel like a skinned rabbit!

      Karin: Poor boy.

      Fredrik: Thanks. I can give myself all the pity I want.