Shout and Drizzle Summary

Alisha 2022-04-19 09:02:38

The expansion of the two sisters play in "Silence" is the three sisters and the maid. Still continuing Bergman's theme, the cry of love, the whisper of love.

The eldest daughter Karin, by virtue of her identity and her own intelligence, undertakes the important affairs of the family, and is kept away from love by various constraints (doing accounts, the tediousness of undressing, and the tension of the husband sharing meals); the second daughter, Maria, has never left her mother. love, without actively exerting it, the desire for courtship can never be satisfied, and it is transformed into an endless stream of erotic desires (tryings, "exposed" clothes); the third daughter Agnes has a strong courtship, but cannot fit in because she can't express it, Then the mother's care is lost (the aphasia of the shouting - the incompetence of expression); the maid becomes the mother of Agnes, which constitutes the meaning of the coming of the Virgin - the picture of the Virgin, skin contact, the room - a symbol of mother's love, thus forming Anna - the mother , a counterpoint to Agnes-Anna's daughter (who is also ill).

The close-up of the faces pushes each character into a desperate "single room", isolating the environment and relationships, facing the cry of the self and the whisper of the other. Only the maid Anna, who actually works daily, has a link in action, allowing the nobles who are isolated from their daily actions to form an active connection. Anna is faced with the whispers of everyone.

Recalling that scene, from the connection between Maria and Aegris, I seem to have seen Tarkovsky's expression in "Mirror". Bergman said that he made a feeling that he couldn't make. I guess that's what he said. .

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Extended Reading
  • Lou 2022-03-26 09:01:10

    This picture is too beautiful, even Caravaggio in several places. Interestingly, similar structures such as "Sick-Healthy People", closed spaces, and character wrestling appeared in "Still in the Mirror" in 1961, "Silence" in 1963, and "Masquerade" in 1966. appeared again. The subject of discussion is still the loss of communication and discourse, and there are still inescapable "Bergmanian propositions"—love and alienation for mothers, hatred for brothers, and what he calls "emotional blackmail," and his Tirelessly questioning God. Even the "Agnes Resurrection" scene in the details comes from his ten-year-old experience of being locked up in a morgue. The real Bergman I like exists in these four women, "I don't trust anyone, I don't love anyone, and I don't miss anyone", harsh, indifferent, and Anna is his secret room. The open gap is absolutely gentle. Like two sides of a coin, firmly attached to each other. (I love him 555)

  • Elbert 2022-03-25 09:01:15

    Bergman is that every movie has to do something new, try new breakthroughs, right? There is only one scene in each person's memory, but enough details and plots are explained. It is really powerful, and the method of trying is also very bold. It was filmed before the Autumn Sonata, but the two have some similarities in the relationship between the characters and the plot. A bit of a pity.

Cries & Whispers quotes

  • Anna: [reading Agnes' journal entry] "Wednesday, the third of September. A chill in the air tells of autumn's approach, but the days are still lovely and mild. My sisters, Karin and Maria, have come to see me. It's wonderful to be together again like in the old days. I'm feeling much better. We were even able to take a stroll together. It was a wonderful experience, especially for me, since I haven't been outdoors for so long. We suddenly began to laugh and run toward the old swing that we hadn't used since we were children. We sat in it like three good little sisters and Anna pushed us, slowly and gently. All my aches and pains were gone. The people I'm most fond of in all the world were with me. I could hear them chatting around me. I could feel the presence of their bodies, the warmth of their hands. I wanted to cling to that moment, and I thought, "Come what may, this is happiness. I cannot wish for anything better. Now, for a few minutes, I can experience perfection and I feel profoundly grateful to my life, which gives me so much."

  • David: Come here, Marie. Come. Look in the mirror. You're beautiful. Perhaps even more than when we were together. But you've changed and I want you to see how. Now your eyes cast quick, calculating, side glances. You used to look ahead straightforwardly, openly, without disguise. Your mouth has a slightly hungry, dissatisfied expression. It used to be so soft. Your complexion is pale now. You wear makeup. Your fine, wide brow has four lines above each eye now. You can't see them in this light, but you can in the bright of day. You know what caused those lines?

    Maria: No.

    David: Indifference. And this fine contour from your ear to your chin is no longer so finely drawn - the result of too much comfort and laziness. And there, by the bridge of your nose. Why do you sneer so often? You see that? You sneer too often. You see it? And look under your eyes. The sharp, scarcely noticeable wrinkles from your boredom and impatience.

    Maria: Can you really see all that there?

    David: No, but I feel it when you kiss me.

    Maria: I think you're joking with me. I know where you see it.

    David: Where?

    Maria: In yourself. Because you and I are so alike.

    David: You mean in our selfishness, coldness and indifference?