Los Angeles Times by Noel Murray

As a slick, over-the-top action picture, Anna works splendidly. It features multiple jaw-dropping set-pieces, including a restaurant hit where Anna walks in with an unloaded gun and walks out after killing about a dozen thugs. The plot, while fairly predictable, is at least craftily constructed. On its own merits, this is one rollickingly entertaining film, that under ordinary circumstances Besson fans would adore.

The New York Times by Bilge Ebiri

Anna isn’t as stylish or gripping as “Nikita,” but it does have its own demented charm, particularly in how it toys with structure, nesting competing narrative timelines within each other.

IndieWire by David Ehrlich

By the time it’s finally over, the only person more exposed than its star is her director.

Original-Cin by Thom Ernst

And though Besson does salvage a reasonably entertaining tale, his unapologetic fetish for women who kill gives the movie an icky feeling of having stumbled across someone’s private web browser.

The A.V. Club by Ignatiy Vishnevetsky

Think of it as a downmarket Atomic Blonde (a film that does Besson’s established shtick with a lot more panache and less ick) or Red Sparrow without the surface-level professionalism; what’s clear is that Besson doesn’t want anyone to think about Anna very hard.

Variety by Peter Debruge

It’s nowhere near the embarrassment of Brian De Palma’s “Domino,” or any number of recent studio tentpoles. Nor is it fresh enough to pretend that audiences had missed out on something special if it had been buried altogether — except perhaps for Luss, who’s bound to get another shot.

RogerEbert.com by Peter Sobczynski

Anna was written and directed by Besson himself and it still feels like a misfired rehash of his greatest hits.

Movie Nation by Roger Moore

There are a lot of irritants and clumsy touches to Besson’s latest, infuriatingly inferior version of “La Femme Nikita” that ruin it.

The Hollywood Reporter by John DeFore

The thrill is long gone in Anna, a lifeless and instantly forgettable spy flick whose lead, Sasha Luss, shows zero promise as a movie star.

The Globe and Mail (Toronto) by Brad Wheeler

Anna relies on a time-shifting structure that is laughably exhausting.