There was never a perfect person around

Nobody's perfect. There was never a perfect person around. You just got half-devil and half-angel in ya. She promised herself she'd lead a good life from now on. She blamed it all on herself...She didn't care if she was happy or not. She just wanted to make up for what she did wrong...The sun looks ghostly when there's a mist on the river and everything's quiet. I never knowed it before. You could see people on the shore but it was far off and you couldn't see what they were doin'. They were probably callin' for help or somethin', or they were tryin' to bury somebody or somethin'. We seen trees that the leaves are shakin' and it looks like shadows of guys comin' at you and stuff. We heard owls squawkin' away, oonin' away. We didn't know where we were goin', what we were goin' to do. I've never been on a boat before. That was the first time...Some sights that I saw was really spooky that it gave me goose pimples. I felt like cold hands touchin' the back of my neck and - and it could be the dead comin' for me or somethin'. I remember this guy, his name was Black Jack. He died. He only had one leg, and he died. And I think that was Black Jack makin' those noises.

Les moissons du ciel / Days of Heaven (Terence Malick, 1978)
un film qu'à peu près tout le monde s'accorde à désigner comme un chef d'oeuvre...
Aujourd'hui à nouveau en salle en copie restaurée.

Le film suivant de Terence Malick devait sortir en salle 20 ans plus tard: Il s'agit de "the thin red line" (que j'avais vu à sa sortie), dans lequel le réalisateur aime toujours autant filmer les herbes hautes ondoyant sous la brise.