In The Passion of Joan of Arc Joan's emotional turn--however crass the use of the terminology "emotional turn" might seem in this context--comes when she sees her hair swept from the floor.
Why is this? Is it because of the tendency for the saintly to see themselves reflected in the remainder, the lowly, the abject, rather than more exalted or shielded forms of human identity (signified by the crown with which she was mocked and tortured, which also gets swept up with the hair)? Is this the moment when she is actually able to see herself truly, in the hair she left behind? Or do the small gestures of everyday space-time--the sweeping of the broom, the disposal of the hair--inspire her with a vision of the nature of existence and its relation to larger forces?