Black Narcissus impishly keeps watch over the Archers’ canon with a sunken, rabidly prismatic eye.
Black Narcissus, as with the remainder of Powell and Pressburger’s masterworks, is sound, hue, and shadow as holistic dramaturgy.
The film should rise from overlooked status with this devotedly attentive release.
The Archers’ reliable eye for actors, too, pays dividends in the large cast.