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.