We Worked On 'fanny And Alexander' For

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.

There Are Moments When I Can Wander Through My Childhood's Landscape, Through Rooms Long Ago, Remember How They Were Furnished, Where The Pictures Hung On The Walls, The Way The Light Fell. It's Like A Film - Little Scraps Of A Film, Which I Set Running And Which I Can Reconstruct To The Last Detail - Except Their Smell.

I Am Living Permanently In My Dream, From Which I Make Brief Forays Into Reality.

There's Always A Tension In Me Between My Urge To Destroy And My Will To Live... Every Morning I Wake Up With A New Wrath, A New Suspiciousness, A New Desire To Live.

Either I Did Away With That Fear Through Writing, Or In The Course Of Writing, I Discovered It Was No Longer So Intrusive Or Threating. The Bottom Line Is, It's Gone.