At Eternity’s Gate | movie trailer

“maybe god made me a painter for people who aren’t born yet” – Vincent van Gogh

At Eternity’s Gate

Rating . . . PG-13
Length . . . 1h 50min
Genre . . . Biography . Drama
Opening . . . 16 November 2018 (USA)

Julian Schnabel’s At Eternity’s Gate is a journey inside the world and mind of a person who, despite skepticism, ridicule and illness, created some of the world’s most beloved and stunning works of art. This is not a forensic biography, but rather scenes based on Vincent van Gogh’s (Academy Award® Nominee Willem Dafoe) letters, common agreement about events in his life that present as facts, hearsay, and moments that are just plain invented.

Stars:
Willem Dafoe . . . Vincent Van Gogh
Rupert Friend . . . Theo Van Gogh
Oscar Isaac . . . Paul Gauguin
Mads Mikkelsen . . . The Priest

Director . . . Julian Schnabel
Writers . . . Jean-Claude Carrière . Louise Kugelberg . Julian Schnabel

Vincent (Starry Starry Night) | a song . a painting & a film


Lianne La Havas – “Starry Starry Night” (Loving Vincent OST)

Vincent
[Starry, Starry Night]

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer’s day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand

Oh, Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they’ll listen now

For they could not love you (love you)
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant
For one as beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget
Like the strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn of the bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now I think I know Oh what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they’re not listening still
Perhaps they never will

Written by Don McLean

van gogh starry night variation

Starry Starry Night (Over the Rhone) | Vincent van Gogh