I don’t chase anyone anymore. Wanna walk out of my life, there’s the door. Hell, I’ll even hold it for you.
Eve’s Bayou | written & directed by Kasi Lemmons (1997)
"Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others printed indelibly on the brain. The summer I killed my father, I was 10 years old."
With those opening words, Eve’s Bayou coils back into the past, into the memories of a child who grew up in a family both gifted and flawed, and tried to find her own way to the truth, through the eyes of her older sister, and through the eyes of an aunt who can foretell everyone’s future except for her own.
Eve’s Bayou resonates in the memory. It called me back for a second and third viewing. For the viewer, it is a reminder that sometimes films can venture into the realms of poetry and dreams. —Roger Ebert