Volgers are not the starving poor.
Well... the fact that he's begging and stating that he's absolutely penniless confirms that he is poor. The fact that he used to own a mansion doesn't change that.
To cite Frank Gado's excellent book The Passion of Ingmar Bergman, this dynamic is a recurrent structural motif throughout Bergman's work:
"The erotic revels among the servants [which seem like] irrelevant comic intrusion upon very serious themes [actually] operate as counterpoint to the tortured eroticism expressed in the upstairs bedrooms. The former, which implies an arc of life extending from the callow young lovers, through the middle-aged Tubal and the plump cook, to wise old Grandmother reassuring the youngest servant that she will experience the fullness of womanhood in her turn, is natural, uncomplicated, and joyous; the latter exhibits the suffering of sexually twisted lives. (A similar contrast, springing from the same psychological source, can be found in Smiles of a Summer Night.)"
I was thinking of making some comment about the film having a dynamic between the rustic servent-folk with their zest-for-life vs the aristocratic coldness of the upstairs people, but...
It's sort of like John Ford movies. He would often contrast the rusticness and familiarity of his "home-scenes" vs the inhumanity of his action moments (think
The Searchers). So there is definitively a dynamic present here that has some purpose. However, the problem is that one of these dynamics are so cringy in comparison to the other that dramatically, it doesn't work.
In line with Yotsuya's point that this was directed by Bergman and not Marx
Nope, it was both a stylistic and a thematic choice giving the movie it's upstairs, downstairs -dynamic. You simply seem to cherrypick the sections that support your read and dismiss the rest.
Maybe I went too hard on the upper-class/underclass terminology, but I do think there are themes to extrapolate here. Vogler being penniless and having to beg for pocket-change due to having vexed his cold-hearted superiors isn't really a situation unique to Bergman.
As for the whole "relationship with callous aristocrats" angle that seems to be a bit of a mini-theme in Bergman's oeuvre, I think this whole movie handled it a thousand-times better than
Wolf Hour, where the whole "They're cannibals because they own my art so they own a piece of my soul" just made me roll my eyes.
Both folks upstairs and downstairs are portrayed individuals. They don't act on unified on class front. Egermans for example are clearly more drawn to the supernatural and want to believe.
Yeah, the Egermans want to believe. But they're still acting exploitative towards the Magician troupe, even though they don't display the outwards hostility of Vergerus and the Superintendant.
My take on the dynamic was more that it revolved around callousness (hatred, indifference, what have you), ie: human-to-human interactions, rather than if they're drawn to the supernatural or not.
Seeing no solution to his personal dilemma, [Bergman] cannot bring his fiction to a satisfactory close, [so] he invents a preposterous happy ending that mocks his despair as a man and his failure as an artist."
I think that earns the BJ head nod of the day.
The way he convinced Vergerus that the manlet corpse of the actor was his during the autopsy clearly requires some sort of mind control
I was wondering about that. Vergerus is a trained surgeon. How does he NOT notice the duplicate?
I'm thinking:
1: It's just a storytelling nicety. A way of getting from A to B. We're just supposed to ignore it for the storytelling to work.
2: He was so enthusiastic to cut Vogler open that he got utter tunnel-vision and didn't notice stuff he otherwise would. After all, Vergerus does believe that people like Vogler's peculiarities are biological in nature, that is to say, if you cut open the cranium then you could spot abnormalities in the brain which explains him.
You wouldn't think that something from 1958 would get hold of your attention but I find some of these old films have a way better grasp of dialogue and story telling than many more modern films.
I was going to mention this, but didn't due to the Swedish-to-English translation perhaps having dulled the effect. But the dialogue here really is good. Even down to little things like Granny calling that young girl "tiny ant"<45>
It even
sounds good in Swedish. There is a certain sense of lyricism too it. That's not often something you notice or think about.
. I loved the fact that there were Swedish women ready to bang
Dude, it's Bergman, Bergman films are ALL about Swedish women ready to bang. <45>
Seriously though, some of Bergman's movies made it big at the box-office pretty much solely due to them having sex-scenes in them (like
Silence). Back then, you couldn't have nudity in any normal movie. But Berman was an artist making artsy flicks, so the censors were a lot more lenient on him.
This is something I was looking forward to discuss: What was the nature of the gift of Vogler bloodline? Was grandma just very observant judge of character and cunningly manipulative towards the passively hostile stableman or was she clairvoyrant? At least she was doing well-meaning spells when by herself, so she seemed to believe she had powers. How much Albert Vogler's art was about creating illusions and how much his animal magnetism was for real? The way he convinced Vergerus that the manlet corpse of the actor was his during the autopsy clearly requires some sort of mind control. I do realise these things are left unclear in purpose and that the movie is about how the artists are sometimes dealing with so faint and intuitive leads that some bullshit filler is needed to convince both the audience and partly themselves.
I felt like the real magician was Granny. Tubal even told her at the beginning of the film not to do any real magic because it was too hard to explain and would get them in trouble. She also claimed to be a witch and accurately predicted the death of Antonsson by hanging. I loved he had a uni-brow by the way. Such a hilarious way to project someone as a brute. Unfortunately, I couldn't find a single pic of Antonsson and his uni-brow anywhere on Google or Bing.
Random thought about this...
Granny is the potion-maker of the group. She knows how to mix her herbs and spices so to create potent elixirs.
Back in the olden days, Magicians weren't the kind of people who threw thunderbolts from their finger-tips. A lot of people who were accused of witchcraft were people who had been creating potions. They basically thought of potion-making as one aspect of witchcraft. Unlike spellcraft, potion-making is actually something that people back then could perform, so it was liable to get you burned.
So maybe that's where Granny's witchery comes in? It's an antiquated notion of the word?