One of the most celebrated and original directors of 20th century European cinema has died, apparently quietly in his sleep, at his home in Faro, Sweden.
I think it's a good death, as good as he deserved. With the death of Bergman the end of an age draws nearer; of his generation only Michelangelo Antonioni remains now, I believe.
We will go as we came
Great and small alike
Naked and silent
As a blank page
There is no evil in death
Nor does it spare the great
But it is the blessed curse of life
That we will search but never find
Even though the shadows we have cast
Upon the land
Will never fully fade
Now rest and dream, Ingmar.
The day has been long
And the road ahead can wait http://2006.ifff.de/uploads/tx_prmdbfilmdatenbank2006/Bergmann_seventh-1.jpg
Not Plutus but Apollo rules Parnassus