It has just been a week since Ulrich Mühe died, and the film world is now suffering the loss of more talent. Nine-time Oscar nominee and Irving G. Thalberg Memorial Award winner, Ingmar Bergman, died today at the age of 89. One of the biggest directorial names of the 20th century, Bergman rose to fame after a challenging and painful childhood, and used his experiences to carve directorial success "in the way a dream transforms experience and emotions all the time."

After working as a director in Sweden for 10 years, Bergman exploded beyond the bounds of the Scandinavian country in the '50s with four award-winning films -- Smiles of a Summer Night, The Seventh Seal, Wild Strawberries (Oscar nominee) and The Magician. From there, his success grew, making his name known not only in international film circles, but the world-at-large. His career survived occasional failures and even a huge shift in his personal philosophy -- while his early work was steeped in the search for faith, when he stopped fearing death, salvation became a more tangible, human construct.

He will be missed, but I believe he achieved his goal: "I want to be one of the artists of the cathedral that rises on the plain. I want to occupy myself by carving out of stone the head of a dragon, an angel or a demon, or perhaps a saint; it doesn't matter; I will find the same joy in any case. Whether I am a believer or an unbeliever, Christian or pagan, I work with all the world to build a cathedral because I am artist and artisan, and because I have learned to draw faces, limbs and bodies out of stone. I will never worry about the judgment of posterity or of my contemporaries; my name is carved nowhere and will disappear with me. But a little part of myself will survive in the anonymous and triumphant totality. A dragon or a demon, or perhaps a saint, it doesn't matter!"