And he made a serpent of brass, and put it upon a pole, and it came to pass, that if a serpent had bitten any man, when he beheld the serpent of brass, he lived.

(Projector whirring. Film begins.) Now nude,Safara and Grégoire float in blackness. Their skin is lit by candle-glow. Their movements: rhythmic, porpoise-like. The pacing: slightly accelerated. Their bodies ripple together, suspended. The mood is one of vibrancy, slipperiness and grace. (Film ends.)

Christy Sheffield Sanford, Copyright © 1996.