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You know how you can be feeling hopeful but then suddenly want to dissolve into a smoky mist? I guess this is bound to happen after watching an Ingmar Bergman film. Don't get me wrong, I love the dude's films, but sometimes they can hit pretty close to home, especially when they focus on a character's slow descent into a foggy, mentally-unstable oblivion. I've been watching plenty of them as of late, however, so I guess you can say that I'm a glutton for punishment. But I can't help that I'm drawn to the feel of black-and-white, introspective, philosophical films from the late fifties and sixties, and Bergman's films cater to that soft spot i