Sunday, February 26, 2012

Erland Josephson, 1923 - 2012

Sigh... Inevitable, the exact opposite of a shock—he was 88, after all—something I've been half waiting for since seeing his very changed, elderly figure in Saraband, but this is news that leaves me with a very heavy feeling nonetheless. What a body of work, one half of an infinitely rich collaboration, absolutely the fullest embodiment of Bergman's conception of modern middle-class masculinity, in all its weakness, wickedness and weary charisma. This was a face that represented a certain haunting ambivalence. He radiated uncertainty, the limits of repression, the persistence of desire, however inappropriate. The image above is from the work that most of us will most closely associate with Josephson: Scenes From a Marriage. Anyway, I'm at a bit of a loss. So here's Richard Brody at the New Yorker.

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