A fascinating film in Bergman's filmography. Not only because it is in German but the themes of sex and violence are so much more heightened compared to his other films. There is an almost sleazy pulp quality to it, like giallo but still uniquely Bergmanesque.

Charming, hilarious, witty and a brilliant example of how much can be done with nothing but a good script and great performances.

*Synth starts playing*

Me: "👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit"

This film is more uncomfortable than the folllwing things:

- Touching soggy food in the sink.
- Scraping your teeth on a chalkboard.
- The eye-contact between you and your mother when she caught you masturbating.