SincethedeathofJesus,MaryMagdalenehaswithdrawnfromtheworldHerhairhasturnedwhite,sheeatsberries,drinksrainwaterandsleepsamongthetreesAloneintheheartoftheforest,sheremembersherlostloveShelooksforawaytofindhim
Undertherain,inthewindorinthemist,throughforestsandcaves,littlebylittle,oneshotaftertheother,adeepmysteryunfurlsAmysterywhichisasthickasthecloakthatcoversMaryMagdaleneNotMarythegreatsinnernortheredeemedsoul,butthegreatloverwhostaysloyaluntiltheendtoherpassionforChristIsthisthepassionofabelieverinGodOrtheoneofaloverforamanEverycellofherbodyrememberstheirradiantencounterwhichhas,sinceithappened,illuminatedeverysinglemomentofherlife
DamienManivel:#39;scinematiccreationwrapsanebulousauraarounditsviewersItisasasceticinthewayittreatsitssubjectasitissensualinthewayitmakesusseethingsItisparticularlyattentivetothebodiesandtothematerialityofspaceandtime,whichbothcarriesandpassesthrougheverylivingcreatureThisduskymoviepropelsusintoaprimitivemystiquewhichhasnothingtodowithcandles,thuriblesand«OurFatherWhoartinheaven»prayers,andinwhichnatureandhallucinatedvisionsmakehumanfaithgobacktoitsoriginalpaganismThefilmmakerandhisactressElsaWolliaston,whoseexpressivityisstunning,succeedintransfiguringthecharacterofMaryMagdaleneTogethertheyclimbupthesteepslopesofLoveandFaithinbeauty
