The man is at the foot of the mountain, always looking at the holy place on the upper right; the nuns are soaked by the pure air and water at high altitude, and the impurities in their minds are sifted out like a filter; in a natural state. Young Indian princes and dissolute dancers were the first to be swallowed up by temptation; the black Narcissus was born in their eyes, and self-love (here refers to the desire arising from human interaction, longing to be recognized and loved) is a gift given by the world, Also torture.
The film is breathless, with metaphors and eternity scenes that make it seem like a dream. Woke up in a cold sweat and found its details so real, but incomprehensible.
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