Bleh

Sorry, Ingmar--I'm not buying this one. Shame covered this territory in far more interesting ways. The little po-mo trick of pausing the film from time to time and allowing the actors to comment on their characters? Um, no. Sorry. Doesn't rescue this mess. Yeah, there are some interesting moments (good old Max von Sydow going apeshit with an axe), but The Passion of Anna is mostly a confused hash of insanity, inanity, and animal cruelty.

Much as I love Sven Norquist, I don't think his work in color is up to snuff; the film seems drained, blurry, and tired compared to those great B&W classics. Skip it.