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Through a Glass Darkly (1961). A brilliant little tale by Ingmar Bergman which might almost serve to illustrate the madness found in the ecstaic belief in the ultimate intangible thing-God. Simple yet profound and symbolic, i only wish that i knew movies well enough to be able to understand all of the subtle implications of this flick. Ashe.
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Fate is my mistress, mother of the cruel abomination that is hope.
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