Ingmar Bergman wrote and directed this one, and it's pretty fantastic. I like some of his other movies better, but I haven't even seen a fraction of his body of work yet. I need to get to it. I need to have a marathon.
This one took a bunch of awards, and it should have. It is beautifully filmed and impressively paced - the movie is three hours long, but time passes quickly in and out of the film. There are some very strong mystical or magical qualities. There were times when people appeared in scenes when they were in fact elsewhere; there were ghosts; there was one character who may or may not have been real, and who may have been a male or a female.
Fanny and Alexander live a wonderful life with their parents and grandmother until their father dies. Mom remarries a terrible man - she even knows he is terrible, but she appears to want the opposite of her old life? It is bizarre. The children have to escape, and they do physically, thanks to their grandmother's lover. But that does not mean that everything ends well.
I believe at its heart this is a movie about family, and about how you never really leave your family behind you, no matter where life takes you.
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