Ingmar Bergman’s housekeeper has decided not to publish her book about her life with the movie icon.
I’m happy there are still normal and decent people in this world.
Of course she has the right to tell about her life. But nobody is interested in her life but Ingmar Bergman’s, and as his housekeeper she ought to know a great deal of details that we can guzzle.
The guy is dead.
If she should write something sensational, he can’t defend himself. True or not, he can no longer give us his version of the story.
Now, honestly, he is dead and doesn’t care, but his relatives do.
Ingmar Bergman and Victor Sjöström 1957
Photo by Åke Blomquist SvD
Image edited by the writer
4 comments:
I have so many secrets I can't talk about because I gave my word.
It's better to keep your word than to sell your soul.
Good job.
A very honorable decision, many would have done the opposite way and sell the story for a lot of money.
Robert A Vollrath wrote the right words: keep your word and don't sell your soul.
Great post, it makes you think about true life matters. Have agreat weekend dear Désirée! Thanks for your latest comment too!
Thank you for your comments, all three of you.
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