SEATTLE, Washington - I watched Autumn Sonata weeks ago and it still has me feeling miserable. The familial misery still hangs thick around the HDTV.
It has many of the elements you've come to expect from Ingmar Bergman - a home with boring Scandinavian decor, chilly music, and piles of long-standing emotional rubble.
Liv Ullmann does what she does best - delivering anguished harangues to a guilt-ridden family member.
I tire of this review.
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