What the hell is going on here, no one can be sure.
What are the Black & the Grey actually doing? Some are locked in battle, others locked in embrace, while others still, have been felled.
Who is the Dark One standing watch ominously in the background? What is his role in this?
And what can be made of the Mammoths and their public display of affection? Have they no shame?
Not even David Lynch could craft such a scene of absurd contrast that at one time haunts and intrigues.