Diary entries forThe Virgin Spring
The Virgin Spring
'You saw it. God, You saw it. The death of an innocent child, and my vengeance. You allowed it to happen. I don't understand You. I don't understand You. Yet, I still ask your forgiveness.' I can't do this 💔
The Virgin Spring
March Around Cinema '24 (6/30): Sweeden 🇸🇪. So there it began. Inspiring for a young filmaker called Wes Craven for it's directorial debut, and also inspired by a Sweedish medieval legend, The Virgin Spring stoods at the most controversial and disturbing works of Bergman, although his most beautifully crafted ones. A story that involves innocence, sin, grief, forgiveness, angst (literal and existencial), religion, and also very grounded in a terrenal, alas, inhuman passage. Being a powerful work by Bergman in his mastery of combining and complementing different levels of perception, reflection and reading, the summary of the work is captivating.
The Virgin Spring
Do corpo de Karin, água corrente ingênua percorria, a vida eterna, embora morta, a pureza e a inocência. Deus estava em silêncio, e de seu sofrimento surgiu um lago de lágrimas de seus pais, desperta uma nova serenidade, uma igreja em sua homenagem.
The Virgin Spring
When they lifted her head and the titular reaction occurred, my jaw dropped. I just finished reading Franzen's 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘥𝘴 which deals not with the evil and chaos of God, but God through an unlikable cast of characters. They are all unlikable because there is an immorality to each of them that gravely affects us and the way we see the world. But here, in times of a history that cannot foresee modern complexity, they can only do one thing but pray and look up, like the smoke that speaks with the air, not knowing that it is there in some kind of reckless freedom. Tight, careful, and with the Bergman touch of the existential, what a harrowing film that guts you by the 30 minute mark just to have you bleed and un-believe the God-given grounds in which we cultivate as understanding. All broken. All gone. All left to the open mouth of death as air.
The Virgin Spring
The Virgin Spring is Bergman's lightest movie so far, even though it's not that light, at least this movie didn't provoke my mind to overthink about its storyline, unlike Bergman's movies I've watched before, which were very philosophical and filled with implicit meaning. However, with its simple yet heartbreaking narrative, The Virgin Spring managed to create a certain wound in my soul. Bergman once again succeeded in making a powerful and impactful movie that touched the deepest part of my heart with his incredible direct skills. Another grand piece from the holy Bergman!
