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The Passion of Anna ()

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A recently divorced man meets an emotionally devastated widow and they begin a love affair.

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Andreas Winkelman / Himself
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Anna Fromm / Herself
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Eva Vergérus / Herself
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Elis Vergérus / Himself
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Johan Andersson
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Verner
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Svea Holst ...
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Marianne Karlbeck ...
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Annicka Kronberg ...
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Ingmar Bergman

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Ingmar Bergman ... (writer)

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Lars-Owe Carlberg ... producer (uncredited)

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Sven Nykvist

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Siv Lundgren ... (as Siv Kanälv)

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P.A. Lundgren

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Mago

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Cecilia Drott ... assistant makeup artist
Börje Lundh ... makeup artist

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Lars-Owe Carlberg ... production manager

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Karl-Arne Bergman ... property master (as K. A. Bergman)
Jan Söderkvist ... assistant property master

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Lennart Engholm ... sound
Olle Jacobsson ... sound mixer
Ulf Nordholm ... sound effects

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Roland Lundin ... assistant camera

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Ethel Sjöholm ... assistant costume designer

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Brian Wikström ... location manager

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Arne Carlsson ... crew
Einar Carlsson ... crew
Gerhard Carlsson ... crew
Katinka Faragó ... script supervisor (as Katherina Faragó)
Börje Krogstad ... crew
Stig Limér ... crew
Jan Nilsson ... crew
Gillis Roosvall ... crew

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Plot Summary

Andreas, a man struggling with the recent demise of his marriage and his own emotional isolation, befriends a married couple also in the midst of psychological turmoil. In turn he meets Anna, who is grieving the recent deaths of her husband and son. She appears zealous in her faith and steadfast in her search for truth, but gradually her delusions surface. Andreas and Anna pursue a love affair, but he is unable to overcome his feelings of deep humiliation and remains disconnected. Meanwhile, the island community is victimized by an unknown person committing acts of animal cruelty. Written by Nancy Dowling

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Also Known As
  • L 182 (Sweden)
  • The Passion of Anna (World-wide, English title)
  • The Passion of Anna (United States)
  • The Passion of Anna (United Kingdom)
  • A Passion (United Kingdom)
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Trivia Filmed in the aftermath of Ingmar Bergman's break-up with Liv Ullmann on the island where they had lived together. See more »
Movie Connections Featured in Liv Ullmann scener fra et liv (1997). See more »
Soundtracks Always Romantic See more »
Quotes Anna Fromm: Andreas, we should travel somewhere. We should get away from here. I know it would be good for us both.
Andreas Winkelman: When you speak of traveling, I really want to say yes.
Anna Fromm: What are you thinking?
Andreas Winkelman: That we can speak to Elis. He can lend us money. But at the same time a wall appears. I can't speak. I can't show that I'm happy. I can see your face, I know you're you, but I can't reach you. Do you understand what I mean?
Anna Fromm: I understand what you mean. I understand very well, Andreas.
Andreas Winkelman: I'm on the outside of this wall. I put myself on the outside. I fled and now I'm so far away.
Anna Fromm: I understand, Andreas. I understand how strange it seems.
Andreas Winkelman: Yes, it's strange. I want to be warm, tender and alive. I want to break free. You understand, don't you?
Anna Fromm: It's like a dream. You want to move, you know what to do, but you can't. Legs are impossible and arms heavy as lead. You want to speak, but you can't.
Andreas Winkelman: I'm terrified of being humiliated. It's constant misery. I've accepted the humiliation and let them become part of me. Do you understand what I mean?
Anna Fromm: I understand what you mean. I understand you.
Andreas Winkelman: It's terrible not being fortunate. Everybody thinks they have the right to decide over you. Their benevolent contempt. A momentary desire to trample something living.
Anna Fromm: I understand, Andreas. You don't need...
Andreas Winkelman: I'm dead, Anna. No, no, I'm not dead. No, that's wrong. Too melodramatic. I'm not dead at all. But I live without self-respect. I know it sounds silly - pretentious - since almost all people are forced to live without self-worth. Humiliated to the core, stifled and spat upon. They just live. They know nothing more. They know no alternative. Even if they did, they would never reach for it. You understand? Can you be sick from humiliation? Is it a disease we're all infected by and we have to live with? We talk so much about freedom, Anna. Isn't freedom a terrible poison for the humiliated... or is the word "freedom" only a drug the humiliated use in order to endure. I can't live with this. I've given up. Sometimes it's almost unbearable. The days drag by. I feel like I'm choking on the food I swallow, the crap I get rid of, the words I say. The light - the daylight which comes every morning and yells at me to get up. Or the sleep which always brings dreams, chasing me back and forth. Or just the darkness rattling with ghosts and memories. Has it occurred to you, Anna, that the worse off people are, the less they complain? Eventually they're silent... even though they're living creatures with nerves, eyes and hands. Massive armies of both victims and executioners. The light which rises and sinks heavily. The cold approaches. Darkness. The heat. The smell. And everyone is silent. We can never leave this place. I don't believe in escape. It's too late. Everything's too late.
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