Black Narcissus
Sister Clodagh: [to Mr. Dean]
You are objectionable when sober, and abominable when drunk!
Mr. Dean: [Taking the time to mount his pony before answering]
I agree.
Quite a remarkable film that follows my previous watches -- aka Right up my alley.
I just had to post a number of images instead of just one (and I'm not done) to truly express how colorful and rich this film is and how, choosing technicolor instead of black&white for this British film from 1947 was THE way to go.
A group of Anglican Sisters are sent from Calcutta to this location in the Himalayas,

to reside in what was once a palace for a previous General's concubines; to teach, feed and give medical assistance to the children and women of the village below.
The contrast of the nuns' dedication to their religious beliefs while living in such a sensually beautiful location along with such colorfully dressed denizens is the very heart and soul of this film.
Beginning with newly appointed and youngest Mother Superior at the age of twenty-five is Deborah Kerr. Who's only other performance I have seen is from
The Innocents and very much like that one, she IS captivating and haunting in her presence as she struggles to take care of her duties while suddenly finding herself thinking back to days before she was a nun.
On the full extreme of the effect of the location, Kathleen Byron (Sister Ruth) is quintessentially haunting as she dives into the erotic fervor of the locale without abandon.

One other actress, a late teen-aged Jean Simmons was an amazing surprise whom I did not recognize as a local mischievous girl by the name of Kanchi.
As you can see it is a beautiful and sensually charged film that kept me en-rapt and intrigued by the characters, the premise and all that occurs.
This is a film that has beckoned me every time it has passed by my peripheral, so, THANK YOU to whomever nominated it for me so that I may FINALLY answer its call.