El libro del buen amor (1975)

A slim young blonde wearing a nun’s habit sits at a dimly lit wooden table with an older woman in a simple dress — long grey hair, serious expression. They’re inside a rustic room, candles flickering, and the younger one starts playing a banjo, plucking slow notes like it’s some twisted hymn. The scene cuts outside to bright daylight, jagged rock formations in the background, where the same blonde is now making out with a muscular dude — full-on tongue kiss, hands gripping her waist. A few moments later, the older grey-haired woman joins them, and the three end up in a close-up outdoor threesome, clothes coming off, skin on skin, the blonde going from kissing the guy to grinding against the woman. The contrast between the solemn interior setup and the raw, sunlit fuck session outside is stark — quiet devotion flipping into open carnality. Camera stays tight, focusing on faces and contact, not just bodies — you see the shift in their expressions, the release.