Full of amazing images, the two that struck me most were Diana as an adult riding a black horse (probably a Friesian, they’re the go to fantasy horse for most films these days)… and as a kid riding the white horse (really grey, like the others on the island, most “white” horses are grey, normal horse colors that get more grey hairs as they age until they turn nearly white).
The innocent kid on the grey horse… that’s me.
The more cynical adult on the black horse… that’s also me.
I had both kinds of horses, and they figured almost mythically in my life.
The colors of course are also archetypal.