A few thoughts on Ingmar Bergman films

I watched The Wild Strawberries (1957) recently (ish). It's the fourth Bergman film I've seen; the other four were thus: The Seventh Seal (1957), Persona (1966), and Saraband (2003). Considering the huge number of films he's directed, it isn't much of a sampling. But so far, I have so many mixed feelings about his movies. The only one I've really, truly loved was The Seventh Seal.

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Tl;dr: Whenever I need to study, I have to leave the house because there's too much noise here, and it's a pain in the ass because my books + laptop are both heavy. ALSO I should probably put a norsk bokmål spellcheck on this thing. My spelling is mostly fine, but those red lines under everything are so annoying.