inspiration from Eve’s Bayou
This evening I caught the end of Eve’s Bayou, which is one of my favorite movies. I must admit that I love this movie because it features a Southern family with two members who are slightly touched with a psychic vision. I have seen this movie on several occasions. I don’t have Henry’s same “already started rule,” where he won’t watch or go to a movie it has already started. I can even begin a movie in the middle and watch the first half immediately following. So I dove right in, even if it had been several years since I had seen the first half.
When the final scene played, I loved the soliloquy that Eve reads as the scene fades over the bayou’s water. The photography is stunning and the words are striking. Having thought a lot about imagery, stitching and stories lately, I thought that it was fitting to do a little search online and post it here.
“The truth changes color depending on the light and tomorrow can be clearer than yesterday. Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. Each image is like a thread, each thread woven together to make a tapestry of intricate texture and the tapestry tells a story and the story is our past.”