crepuscular light

“The consumption of human flesh just keeps it interesting,” Scott added, “and the crepuscular light — shot by the ghoulishly gifted cinematographer Frederick Elmes — gives it a bewitching, Halloween ambience.”

Ben asked when they had broken out of Ravenel County and in a hauntingly crepuscular light were shooting across a causeway where the locks and sluices of an old rice plantation were still visible.

One of the most mordant juxtapositions was between “Covered Car — Long Beach, California,” circa 1955/1956, a formal composition that Walker Evans might have taken, of a big sedan protected by a shiny sheet beneath two palm trees in crepuscular light; and “Car accident — U.S. 66, between Winslow and Flagstaff, Arizona,” 1955, a grainy shot that could have been cut from a newspaper, of four people standing by a body covered with a tarp as a powdery snow falls.

In the crepuscular light, he is connected again, bound to his father and, through him, to all the family back in Zundert.

They live and move “in the world of obituaries now, in the malicious crepuscular light of memorial services.”