She was ahead of her time. She wrote a diary like many did back then, I was encouraged too in kindergarten and school to do so, and started blogging in 2005. Anyway, she also did lots of portraits of herself I'm not sure if it was taken by her but she was a postmodern woman. The reason I only rated it 1 is she annoyed me.
But I learnt later of her life. For example, in the beginning of the book, she praises her (first) husband, that he says "don't raise your shoulders, don't scrunge your forehead", then maybe 50 pages later, she says the same thing, but that shes annoyed by it. That's when I stopped reading, so maybe I only read 80 pages or so.
Anyway, to this day, I've only really had 1 blogfriend, but she's never given up on me. And if anyone has more than 1 best friend, then you're one of the lucky ones. For Ingrid, I'm not sure, who was her best friend? I can't recall her talking about it, maybe she was just a lonely geek, like Marilyn Monroe. The adventures even take her to Sicily.
I could recommend it now, but if you're bored of diary-like books it might not be for you. Self-biographies have a certain glow to them to, it's like you "know" the person afterwards, like you have a connection to them, especially if you've taken in much of their art before. A lot of more of their creativity makes sense then. And maybe that's what is the most important thing about life, that it makes sense. As a wise man once said, "reality is more of a stranger than fiction, because fiction has to make sense".
And here you get the truth, she had eating disorders too but upside down, she just liked eating a lot of good food, when her husband didn't "do" it for her. A portrait of an amazing person, I wish I'd gotten to know her, that I was born earlier. That I'd seen her movies in theatres, seen her photo in magazines all the time.
By the way, "Bergman" is a german last name, it means "mountain person", or "as strong as a mountain", and if you read more than I did, you might understand what it means to be Ingrid.