Amorosa

Synopsis: About the Swedish author Agnes Von Krusenstjerna (1894-1940) during the period of her marriage to David Sprengel (1880-1941). In the hallucinatory opening sequence she is brought in a straitjacket by her husband and two psychiatric nurses through the Venice Carnival nocturnal antics to a mental hospital in the city. With her is a manuscript of her autobiography, which she calls "her child". The book is Agnes showdown with her family, and in flashbacks presented, Agnes progress from the author of innocent girls' books to serious and self-consuming novelist.

Genre: Biography, Drama

Director(s): Mai Zetterling

Actors: Stina Ekblad, Erland Josephson, Philip Zandén, Lena T. Hansson

3 wins & 1 nomination.


IMDB:: 5.8

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Year:: 1986
: 117 min
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No, not from the land of cuckoo's!
From a nordic kingdom,
from the nobility!
We get rooms next to each other.
The child is safe with me.
Earth tumbles! The abyss
will open, and devour us all.
We will be thrown into space
and down the abyss! It's spinning!
I'm so afraid!
It's the abyss, I knew it!
Into the silencing darkness,
I will follow you there.
Alone in fragile vessel
the sailor on the wide sea.
The starry vault over him burns,
below him roars terrifyingly his grave.
Onward! So is his fate's order.
Where is the child?
Be with me, my love.
I'll handle it.
My dear friend Sprengel, if I don't
get the child, I'll go mad for real!
Give me the child, Sprengel.
My work is my child. That's why
I need to have it with me, doctor!
They speak a different language, my love.
My love! Bring the child!
You were a big shit, Sprengel!
You're not only betraying me with a
bunch of whores, you steel my child too!
My love!
Amore! Amore... amore!
This was the story of my life
and the revenge on my family.
You poor nobility!
Who no longer wants me.
Who has turned your faces
away from me...
I'm telling the truth.
I'm not lying.
You come rushing as if the popes
genitalia was on fire!
And I've been locked up half
the night like any other fool!
You use foul play, you bastards!
Who can defend oneself
against crudeness like yours?
Agnes...
What are you up to?
Agnes, don't touch the child!
Agnes, don't touch the child!
Agnes, don't touch the child!
What have I done?
What on earth have I done?
I've destroyed everything, Pa.
I've destroyed everything.
Forgive me, Pa. Forgive me...
Can Boo-boo forgive Pa for not
being able to protect our child.
No! No...!
Thank you, Master. Boo-boo was so stupid
that Master had to take her to the vet.
Forgive me.
Boo-boo wants to go home.
I have to go home...
Even if I had to
walk all the way.
One can never return.
Return to my childhood, to my
wonderful and ridiculous childhood.
My family,
I'll never escape you.
I hate those noble surnames ending
with stierna, with crona, with skjold!
In my body, they constantly turn
and fester into a terrible abscess!
And still, you want to go home?
Sometimes hating, sometimes loving
ones country and ones family.
Sourpuss, why will you never
play with us?
No, Adolf, I don't want
to play anymore. You square!
You're so pale. Breathe some fresh air
and give your poor mother a kiss.
Poor mother, it will be
a terrible day for you.
Edvard's parents-in-law will
cherish you in no time.
He is a factory owner, mummy!
A factory owner?!
He looks like a tanner!
Isn't he fishing after all?!
Hand me the fishing rod!
No, no way, mother!
Hand me the fishing rod!
Are you angry, mother?
Are you angry too?
The food is served.
May I escort you, Doll?
I might get engaged to you
one of these days.
I enjoy funerals almost
as much as weddings.
Cute as ever and immensely vulgar!
Please be seated, Countess!
May I call you Eva? My name is Felix.
What a wonderful engagement between
our beloved children! Eva, help yourself.
As expected, they cherish you already.
Poor, mummy!
This is only a small hors d'oeuvre
before the salmon and the chateaubriand.
Bon apptit, Countess!
My salmon...!
My beautiful salmon...!
How vulgar...!
Help yourself, Countess!
Agnes will bring discredit on the family again.
My sister is rather eccentric, you know.
She plays the trumpet, and she kicks
football better than I.
And she writes a diary and small verses
too. A real nuisance...
MAY THEY LIVE IN HAPPINESS!
I raise my glass to the newly engaged.
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