I watched Wild Strawberries a few weeks ago, apologies for not posting my thoughts prior to this moment.
Going in, I had high expectations based on the reputation of Bergman and the love Woody Allen, one of my favourite filmmakers, has for him. So perhaps it was unfair burden to be placed on this movie, but I was slightly underwhelmed. Though, since catching up with Virgin Spring and Winter Light, I am seeing why he was such a revered auteur.
That said, I did like Wild Strawberries a lot. The life-in-a-day account was interesting to me, the journey Isak takes which gives him a renewed sense of his own humanity which seemed lost for so many years and the realisation of how he gained from his parents, and in turn unwittingly passed on his own son, his emotional unwillingness due to his immersion in his work.
The dream sequences were a good look into the once youthful exuberance of Isak with the love of his life Sara to how he has become so cold in his later years.
Certainly a highly enjoyable movie, and a great start to the marathon.