where do they all go?

[foxtongue]

R.I.P. Ingmar Bergman:


“Film as dream, film as music. No art passes our conscience in the way film does, and goes directly to our feelings, deep down into the dark rooms of our souls.”
....
“I have no regrets. I wouldn't have lived my life the way I did if I was going to worry about what people were going to say.”


And the creative world flinches as it suddenly becomes a little less interesting.


EDIT:

And R.I.P. Michelangelo Antonioni too.