I first saw this in school when I was about 10 (1957). Since I was the class projectionist (who knows how I got that), I may have seen it more than one time that year, but surely not so many times that anything except the film's perfection could have kept it so clearly in my memory that when I saw it next, twenty years later, it was exactly as I recalled.
In brief, the movie is the legend of how the loon came to have a necklace, told almost entirely with native carved masks. These masks were so beautiful and expressive that they have forever influenced the way that I view masks of any sort.
In brief, the movie is the legend of how the loon came to have a necklace, told almost entirely with native carved masks. These masks were so beautiful and expressive that they have forever influenced the way that I view masks of any sort.