Ingmar Bergman the Swedish film director died at 89 a day or two ago.

Obviously I only watched his films (and Fellini's films)when accompanied by female companionship of high intellectual caliber (and great face & body, but of course).

Bergman's film said something about all of us. Worthwhile to have seen even though I looked at my watch more than a few times.

As the Swedes would say : "Den här hemsidan är tillägnad Ingmar Bergman, en av film- och teatervärldens erkänt bästa regissörer. Bergman har inte varit inblandad i skapandet av denna hemsida, utan allt är högst inofficiellt. Vad gäller Bergmans biografi kan jag därför utan skönmåleri objektivt granska händelser i hans liv."

I was avoiding responding to this thread because Ingmar's death is leaving me feeling bleak, alone, and anxious.

RIP

Which is the same as he made me feel while he was alive...

Marmalard, dead! Niedermeyer...Dead.

Do you think he's playing chess with the Grim Reaper right now?