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The Tomatometer is 60% or higher.
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Trained as a dancer, Harriet Andersson worked her way up from the chorus in Swedish musical revues to supporting parts in films. Impressed by her work in a previous picture, director Ingmar Bergman fashioned a vehicle specifically tailored to Harriet's talents, Summer With Monika (1953). Exuding an earthy, sexually insatiable screen image, Harriet gained international fame with her next Bergman project, Sawdust and Tinsel (1953), in which her slatternly character committed many of her worst indiscretions in the nude. Never confined to any one characterization, Harriet proved to be one of the most versatile members of the Bergman stock company: some of her finest work can be seen in Through a Glass Darkly (1961), and, as the dying Agnes, in Cries and Whispers (1973). She remained with Bergman all the way up to his last theatrical feature, Fanny and Alexander (1982), in which she was cast as Justina. Harriet Andersson won a Venice Film Festival award for one of her few non-Bergman projects, To Love (1964), directed by her husband Jorn Donnor.
We draw a magic circle and shut out everything that doesn't agree with our secret games. Each time life breaks the circle, the games turn grey and ridiculous. Then we draw a new circle and build a new defense.
Poor little daddy.
David the Father:
Yes, poor little daddy, forced to live in reality.
The door opened, but the god was a spider. He came up to me and I saw his face. It was a terrible stoney face. He scrambled up and tried to penetrate me, but I defended myself. All along I saw his eyes. They were cold and calm. When he couldn't penetrate me he continued up my chest, up into my face and onto the wall. I have seen God.
He that loves for real always does right by his loved one.