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Soon Simmons had caught the eyes of virtually every top filmmaker in Britain. After her turn in Great Expectations, Olivier tangled with Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger over who would win her services, either as a Himalayan dancing girl in Powell and Pressburger's Black Narcissus (1947) or as Ophelia in Hamlet (1948). The directors finally agreed to rearrange their schedules so Simmons could appear in both films. In Black Narcissus she donned brownface to play the Himalayan girl Kanchi, who performs a wild native dance (it's mostly just running) and gets whipped for her insolence. Simmons's blond...
...except for The Blue Lagoon. As Estella, for example, she is selfishly pleased with the shattering impact of first love on Pip; here a Simmons character gets to experience the sunburst of that poignant rapture on herself. She sings, dances (with much more abandon and expertise than in Black Narcissus) and gets in a fight with a Cuban tart...
...story of Narcissus, a beautiful young boy drowns in a river after becoming enraptured with his own reflection. This story would likely be more relatable to Harvard students if one were to replace that physical reflection with Narcissus’s résum?...
...focus on the final product, and unwittingly abandon other crucial aspects of college life. Even within the competitive environment at Harvard, it’s essential that activities and classes be treated as rare opportunities for intellectual and personal growth. If we do otherwise, we may not drown with Narcissus, but we will end up facing the world with a great résumé, but without any discernible passion...
...peered into the gallery of Greek nudes. He sensed something was wrong. Alcibiades had been violently castrated—but the custodian had seen that coming. No, it was something else. He crept further into the room. Was this one of his unlucky days? He approached the statue of Narcissus, paused, and reached out his hand. The custodian let his fingers brush, very gingerly, against the marble leg. It had happened again...