In the film MASQUERADE, we enter the experience of death with respect and reverence. The clouds disperse and the scene is revealed. As with all of Lawrence Jordan's films, the narrative is implied and can be viewed in a variety of ways. The man is dying, it seems, and the townsfolk stand around him as if offering assistance. Angels stand off in the right corner and a mysterious masked woman covers a large section of the screen with her lovely but hauntingly cold visage. Is she the cause of the dying man's pain? MASQUERADE is a beautiful example of the magical fluidity of movement that characterizes Jordan's films.