School makes for a brutal stage, and few films show it with as much sting as Torment. Though not directed by Ingmar Bergman, it was the first feature he wrote—at the precocious age of 25. While most of us were fumbling through first jobs, Bergman was already putting sadistic Latin masters on screen. It’s enough to make you want to burn your old school reports out of envy.
The master in question is nicknamed “Caligula,” and he rules the classroom like a petty Caesar—humiliating, berating, crushing any flicker of spirit. Bergman sets this schoolyard tyranny against a melodramatic, almost noir-tinged subplot involving a doomed affair, giving the film a feverish duality: the stark light of the classroom against the murkier corners of Stockholm. Alf Sjöberg’s direction sharpens the contrasts, but the sting lies in the script’s youthful rage.