I just finished watching the Jean-Pierre Ponnelle film from the 1970s of Carmina Burana, beautifully sung with fantastic designs out of Bosch and Breughel, a phantasmagoria of sexual imagery (huge green phallus of shrubbery in the Spring section) and some war raging between heaven and hell, with black devils, a campy angel who gets roasted in hell, and frolicking young men and women. It was very interesting, and that amazing score is unbelievable in its sounds and imagery.