In nearly 20 years of programming films-at university, in film festivals, on television-I have never shown a single work by Ingmar Bergman. This is the first time I have written about him. Of all the art movie auteurs who emerged in the 1950s and 1960s-Fellini, Antonioni, Visconti, Bunuel, Godard, Satyajit Ray, Pasolini, Bresson, Truffaut, Oshima, Imamura and so on-Bergman is the only one I have ignored. I have seen all his famous films but to many critics of my generation (born in the 1960s), he was the most overrated of these directors. We dismissed Bergman as a passionless patrician even…
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