Fanny and Alexander, Ingmar Bergman's last movie, is beautiful. The photography, the colors, the scenes, and the characters are sumptuously created. Actually, I don't feel worthy to say much about such extreme artistry, but I will say that I regret trying to watch it straight through, all at once. It's a very long film, which has an intermission, and I should have taken one. I should have watched the last quarter of this film with fresher eyes than I did.
Set in turn-of-the-century Uppsala, Sweden, the story is mainly about Alexander and the effect that his father's death has on his family. This family is depicted in great detail, with the good and the bad getting equal attention. Warts and all, family is the most important thing about Alexander's life, and when his grieving mother remarries, the results are, at first, devastating. That is, until they manage to escape the stepfather, a local bishop. This movie definitely explores religious topics. I know that my viewing only skimmed the surface, and that the original movie was meant to be a four-part television movie, and what I have just seen was actually a shortened version!