I just finished watching the Bergman box set from Criterion. Great films, great transfers, great art book. A brilliant set and really good value.
The Seventh Seal, Wild Strawberries, The Magician, The Virgin Spring, Through a Glass, Winter Light, Persona (still don't love it but by god is it spectacular), Cries and Whispers, Scenes from a Marriage, Autumn Sonata, Fanny and Alexander. I could drone on about each of these for yonks. In terms of consistency and longevity that seems pretty unmatched. Hitchcock was on the way. Fellini not far behind. Only the Japanese masters can really compare. Chisel Bergman's head onto the rock face of cinema. Utterly invigorating stuff.
The only film that I didn't like was All These Women. It's beautifully designed but the comedy is incredibly lame.
Also Liv Ullmann brings the pain across a huge chunk of Bergman's work. Being a director's Muse can brings its limitations but rewatching these films, and back to back, it becomes clear that she manages to transcend such confinements. Her superlative skill and range become increasingly apparent as the years go by. Autumn Sonata is one of the rawest things you'll see on film, and from the ego-stripping Scenes from a Marriage up to Saraband, when she plays an older woman humbled by time and memory with such deftness, she's peerless. You can keep your Deneuves and your Streeps.
The only negative was the decision to group the films in a weird "thematic order", rather than a simple chronological one. I don't need an overpriced, exclusionary dvd company (for wankers) telling me how to watch a bunch of films, or how a particular group of disparate films all contain clowns, you clowns. Having to go back and forth switching out discs is a minor inconvenience but it really is the thought process of a patronising prick.