According to Plato there exists in the Ideal realm a perfect form of beauty of which all beautiful appearances on Earth only elude to. We get mere glimpses of this perfection, some more pronounced than others. Unfortunately, lust has a way of interfering with this noble aspiration of seeking out the beautiful, its baseness contrasts with the supposed transcendental nature of the Ideal beauty underlying things. Now, I am a man, and a lesser being than Plato, so in my present attempt to capture this nobler essence, I inevitably fall trap to the sexual aura of the female form on occasion. Sex and beauty are hard for me to divorce. So in defense of this assemblage of stills I would just like to say that its not only the superficial properties of the image that I am responding to, but the context, the character as captured in these films, and from there, dare I say, an inner beauty shines through.
Feel free to share your exemplars of beauty below.
Be warned that there is some nudity (tasteful I assure you).
The Double Life of Veronique
Nights of Cabiria
The New World
Singin’ in the Rain
The Passion of Joan of Arc
Picnic on Hanging Rock