Mrs. Coulter is skinned alive by Metatron (my notes)
‘“Look at me, great Regent, as I can’t easily look at you. Look at me clearly, and tell me what you see.”
The prince of the angels looked at her. It was the most searching examination Marisa Coulter had ever undergone. Every scrap of shelter and deceit was stripped away, and she stood naked, body and ghost and daemon together, under the ferocity of Metatron’s gaze.
And she knew that her nature would have to answer for her, and she was terrified that what he saw in her would be insufficient. Lyra had lied to Iofur Raknison with her words: her mother was lying with her whole life.
”Yes, I see,” said Metatron.’
So this particular scene is very interesting as it involves seeing the truth of Mrs. Coulter.
1. She asks Metatron to look at her in the same way Belle says in Beauty and the Beast “Come into the light,” with almost an intrigue, but an innocent order. Her first grasp for control over him.
2. He gazes at her, and there is a high wind that culminates in a vast explosion as her clothing is torn from her and every atom of her that does not belong to her is held still in an orb encompassing her body, in the same way that Voldemort holds Harry in a force field of sand at the end of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
3. She stands there, covering her modesty, utterly naked, her hair flowing about her. Then, we see those other parts of her that reveal her true nature:
4. Her daemon, the Golden Monkey, is atop her shoulder, his once golden fur lank and rusty looking, each strand damp and wet, as though he has just come in from the rain. The hair is clumped and drips a thick and sticky tar-like substance, and he is physically rotted and almost falling apart. His ear-tufts are curled into little horns above his revolting face, and he snarls in malevolence.
5. Her ghost stands behind her, peeping out, skull-faced. It too has the same rotted quality, with a few strands of hair hanging down and tiny pinpricks of eyes looking out from far within the sockets. There is something to be said for a spoiled, rotted and toxic spirit, that is what Mrs. Coulter’s is (mostly).
6. And yet, there is one item of clothing that has not been stripped from her, and that is the golden locket that she wears around her neck. It is blowing behind her as much as her hair, but within - what was once a few strands of Lyra’s hair, is the tiny mustard-seed granule of love and hope and goodness that Marisa has, which, although immense, is tiny in comparison to the wicked deeds that she has committed that consume the rest of her being.
7. Her body, of course, remains unspoiled - that being the nature of the body, that it does not reveal what the soul and mind can. Hence, then occurs Metatron’s desire, that envelopes her and enshrouds her with lust. He does not notice the locket, thank Goodness.