How Ingmar Bergman Films Helped Me Grow Up in America
The self-regard that came with watching Bergman films helped me feel rich in something, for the first time since arriving in America.
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PersonaWild StrawberriesThe Seventh Seal, Fanny and Alexander—Burnt by the SunEast/West
Gone with the Wind Requiem for a DreamDancer in the Dark
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The Incredibly True Adventure of Two Girls in LoveThe Watermelon WomanHigh Art
Female PerversionsAimée & Jaguar
Female Perversions
Aimée & Jaguar
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I'm a writer, literary critic and teacher based in the Bay Area. I write about chronic illness, academic life and cultural objects or experiences that move me.
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