Talking about Powell and Pressburger's Black Narcissus (1947) on Facebook, I wrote of Kathleen Byron in her final scene: "She looks like a Fury, like a sick rose. She looks like she's dead and she looks like she'll eat you alive. In that last minute, she's never been more beautiful."
Writing that out made me realize that in the eleven years since I first saw the movie, Sister Ruth has acquired a soundtrack in my head and it's PJ Harvey's "To Bring You My Love":
I've lain with the Devil
Cursed God above
Forsaken Heaven
To bring you my love
Writing that out made me realize that in the eleven years since I first saw the movie, Sister Ruth has acquired a soundtrack in my head and it's PJ Harvey's "To Bring You My Love":
I've lain with the Devil
Cursed God above
Forsaken Heaven
To bring you my love
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