Lovely. Will this kind of cultural, geographic and even color palette beauty survive the current globalist assault? I am dubious. Hard to believe we have fallen so far since that clip.
The first time I saw this scene in Bergman's "Fanny and Alexander" I was struck by the sense that no matter how contrived that little puppet theater was, it somehow doesn't detract from the theophany it conveyed.
Places do have a color palette. The Faero Islands comment reminded me of the first day I came to Mount Desert Island in Maine over 40 years ago, climbed a small mountain, and looked into the distance. Green/Gray/Blue, in endless shades. I thought of it then as the place's palette, and like a key into a lock, it somehow fit into me, and removed whatever attachments I had to places previously. And hasn't left... I had to laugh in the video at the sudden switch to the red Jeep — it reminded me of the red underwear in "The Gods Must Be Crazy" — out of place and yet somehow not.
I too love soft, muted tones, with the surprise of a bright colour here and there... I could relate.
I had never thought of Bergman's colors. But of course they matter so much. You have also brought Bergman back to mind. One scene especially.
Beautiful, Celia. Thank you for sharing that.
Lovely. Will this kind of cultural, geographic and even color palette beauty survive the current globalist assault? I am dubious. Hard to believe we have fallen so far since that clip.
Ingmar Bergman. What a wonderful flashback. Gratis Celia.
The first time I saw this scene in Bergman's "Fanny and Alexander" I was struck by the sense that no matter how contrived that little puppet theater was, it somehow doesn't detract from the theophany it conveyed.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiTSZXyxlW0
Places do have a color palette. The Faero Islands comment reminded me of the first day I came to Mount Desert Island in Maine over 40 years ago, climbed a small mountain, and looked into the distance. Green/Gray/Blue, in endless shades. I thought of it then as the place's palette, and like a key into a lock, it somehow fit into me, and removed whatever attachments I had to places previously. And hasn't left... I had to laugh in the video at the sudden switch to the red Jeep — it reminded me of the red underwear in "The Gods Must Be Crazy" — out of place and yet somehow not.