Anna

Niccolò Ammaniti’s adaptation of his postapocalyptic novel is harrowing stuff, a frequently nightmarish story about kids that definitely isn’t made for kids, one that evokes despair with an intensity that sets it apart from other recent pandemic dramas. At the same time, Anna is filled with hope and wonderment. It’s a show of outlandish whimsy and emotional courage, and when it works, it borders on remarkable.