Bergman put in a few outbursts of cinematic razzle-dazzle in order to update his style, but these sore-thumb inserts do not explain why this movie revived Bergmania to the degree that it did. Liv Ullmann is at her very best (she's required to keep her mouth shut, so there's none of her whine and less of her plaintive eyebrows), and Bibi Andersson's famous erotic monologue, expertly delivered, much outweighs all of her studied mannerisms. The suggestive storyline about a personality clash between Artiste and Philistine, isolated together on Bergman's island, was one of the inexhaustible cocktail topics of 1967. (1966) — Duncan Shepherd
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