I have long admired the "Black Narcissus" with it's almost choking atmosphere of high emotions and ethereal beauty. It is simply astonishing to think how long ago it was filmed, and the fact that it was all incredibly filmed within Brittania's shores. Those were the days when improvisation, ingenuity and no little talent were to be found in abundance. The film is set in the Himalayas but the outdoor scenes were actually filmed in the gardens of a retired Indian Officers home, which had many of the plants native to his old home. There are some lovely shots of vividly coloured Camelias, Rhodedendroms and Magnolias in all their glory. Most of the Indian extras were grabbed from the docks at Rotherhithe. The beautiful matte paintings gave the Himalayas an almost mythical "Lord of the Rings" feel, and added much to the character of the film. These paintings are reminiscent of the very finest work the Disney studios created in their earlier years. Who needed to travel to the Himalayas with such talent at your disposal on your very doorstep?
In the film a group of nuns are sent to open a new school and hospital in the Palace of Mopu high in the Himalayas near to Darjeeling. The palace was a former seraglio with murals of the semi naked wives of past rulers adorning the walls in an erotically suggestive manner. The nuns hope to convert some of the locals to their religion but find that the palace begins to exert its own malevolent influence on them. Tensions begin to bubble into a simmering Mount Vesuvius of repressed emotions, ready to explode before the final credits roll. We head to a giddy climax.
The film is based on a book by that excellent writer Rumer Godden who knew a thing or two about the sub continent having lived there in her formative years. The film boasts a strong cast lead by the always watchable Deborah Kerr, who is forever etched in my memory rolling in the surf with Burt Lancaster in "From Here to Eternity". David Farrar is excellent as an alpha male exuding bare chested male virility and tempting our nuns off the straight and narrow. Flora Robson is excellent as always in the role of a nun wracked with doubt. Jean Simmons follows her early success in David Lean's "Great Expectations" as a fetching teenage Indian Lolita. Sabu is her young admirer.
The film contains so many good scenes you tend to lose count, but it is hard to forget Kathleen Byron's moment of high melodrama with Kerr in the films frantic finale. The Palace of Mopu with its ever screaming winds is a brilliantly realised building where phantoms brood and mourn. The sort of place to find in the work of Edgar Allan Poe. Jack Cardiff's photography is sublime in this film as it was so often, his use of atmospheric light being particularly strong. Powell and Pressburger have made a little gem with this film, and it is up there with the very best of their fine canon of work. Like Powell's "Edge of the World" this film is oh so very deserving of a good blu-ray release, and it has never looked better under this treatment. Again brought back to vivid life. Nothing really to complain about except........ why, oh why did they build that damn bell in such a stupid place? Where were health and safety when they were needed?