The noir and blanc jack-one-eyed visage of Jacob Maker, in the sombre , looking up, perhaps at the paysage lettre that appeared a moment before, or at that jet that spun out of discontinuous time at the start of the filme . The yeux blinks out messages, and up they go.

Might be we've caught Jacob out at his hives, glimpsing through his bee-veil at the unblemished darkness beyond.

Actually, the first time Jacob is at his hives, he looks up, and so looks like this, as you will see.


	The black and white jack-one-eyed face of Jacob Maker, in the dark, looking up, perhaps at the landscape letter that appeared a moment before, or at that jet that spun out of discontinuous time at the start of the film. The eye blinks out messages, and up they go. Might be we've caught Jacob out at his hives, glimpsing through his bee-veil at the unblemished darkness beyond. Actually, the first time Jacob is at his hives, he looks up, and so looks like this, as you will see.