A young woman, Junta, lives apart from her village and, for her solitude and strangeness, is considered to be a witch; when she comes to the village for one reason or another, the townsfolk chase her away. They feel that she may in some way be responsible for the deaths of several young men of the village, who have felt compelled, one by one, to climb the local mountain - and fall to their deaths - on nights when the moon is full.
It provides a fascinating look at Riefenstahl's giddy, rhapsodic talents, as well as ideological clues about the sensibility that produced the most powerful Nazi propaganda.
– Jonathan Rosenbaum,
Chicago Reader,
10 Jan 2004
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Riefenstahl's affirmation of the occult has a certain morbid interest, but it's as a performer, posing leggily atop cloudswept crags, that she most compels attention.
– Bob Baker,
Time Out,
24 Jun 2006
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A summary of the story gives no adequate idea of the beauty of the action and the remarkable camera work, especially in connection with the light effects.