Writings, 1942

[The Death of Jack the Ripper]

Prose fragment about Jack the Ripper, dead yet still alive.

"One day, Jack the Ripper died."

About the text

In Bergman’s early prose, Edgar Allan Poe is seldom far away.

For the soul had not proceeded on its journey, but remained, stuck to such a stubborn vessel, but gave so few signs of its presence that everyone, including the doctor, believed Jack to be dead. But Jack heard and saw everything. Not in the manner that Punch or Subba hear, or the director - but like a very small child, or a flower or something similar sees and hears.