Edgar Allan Poe's Lighthouse Keeper
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- 2016
- 88 min
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Hello?
I waited!
Hello!
What are you doing here?
Tell me!
I do not know...
What's your name?
I was on my way to San Francisco.
He had obtained an important job
Of civil engineering, then...
I was in the water, there was a storm...
a distant light.
God, the rest just turned dark.
How is it possible?
It's maddening.
The wound on the head. fifteen
I found him unconscious on the beach.
He was unconscious for two days.
The light? It was a warning,
Not an invitation.
Thanks for taking care of me.
I am indebted to you, sir...
Make it clear, boy. This
place is isolated, remote.
Twenty I like it this way.
My job here is to keep the house,
The ground, and keep the light on.
It is not welcoming
guests or making friends.
Of course.
I'm already up and back,
I will not bother you any more.
I'm leaving this afternoon.
Nobody leaves this peninsula...
Sorry?
Nobody leaves this peninsula,
Except by ferry.
When does the ferry arrive?
In two weeks.
No, there must be another way.
There is a complete tour.
Impossible.
Mountains make the
Stream at this time of year.
Crossing would be suicide.
Have phone.
If my ship was shipwrecked
The authorities know it.
Hello?
Hello?
There will be manifestos of ships,
Reports of missing people.
You can tell me who I am.
Hi.
Nothing.
The lines had to be
disconnected After the storm
This happens all the time.
On the beach, did you find a backpack?
A backpack?
Yes, with a manuscript inside.
Are you a writer?
No. Well, yes. It is a technical journal.
It's complicated.
My ambitions took me to the city,
For a lucrative position.
But it does not work.
She must have taken it...
Who?
A girl.
I saw her on the beach before she fell.
You did not see any girls.
Yes, I saw a young woman.
I called her, but she
Did not answer me
I followed her but disappeared
Between the rocks.
Did not answer because
There is no girl.
You and I are the only two souls
In this forgotten rock of God.
You are not in your right mind.
Your imagination is...
makes a play.
No... but I can not be sure
You are welcome in my current state
I have work to do.
Walsh.
My name is Walsh.
I waited! Wait, come back!
I want to talk to you.
It's the gis under the cliff...
full of catacombs...
is continuously eroded
By the waves when the tide arrives.
If this is true, The foundations
of this house are in danger.
It's just a matter of time.
Then we toast
The crumbling house on the sea.
Do not you drink?
Do not worry.
I'm used to drinking alone.
Maybe I can strengthen the foundations.
Avoiding the inevitable?
It is the least I can do
To pay for their hospitality.
After all, if I'm going to be
A prisoner here, might be useful.
Do what you want.
I do not get it.
I say this house will collapse
Under his head and does not care.
What do you call this?
A prison...
and has been here for a few days.
Imagine staying
Here all my life.
This peninsula is a tomb...
This beacon a headstone.
Excuse me if not I shed a tear
in view of its destruction.
Do not you care about anything?
I once cared.
I took a young wife.
I promised her a prosperous
New life in the city.
The jobs were scarce.
Finally, when I was desperate
For work, I brought it here.
Our engagement was passionate.
She was so beautiful...
so...
vibrant when we get married.
But it is difficult to know a woman
After such a short time.
She turned melancholy.
For weeks, I was desperate.
It would make her feel less alone.
But she could not bear
The idea that a child...
suffer here in the same way.
His constant sadness
I just wanted to start your sadness!
What happened?
She ran away.
The woman on the beach...
There is no woman.
We are alone here.
No, I saw her again today in the woods.
It was not a hallucination.
My mind was clear.
Is your mind clear now?
Did your memory come back?
Do you know who you are?
Can you tell me your real name?
How can you be so sure
That we are alone
How can you be sure
That I did not see his wife?
Why...
I saw her...
fall into the sea.
Come, let the rites
Funerals are read...
let the song Funeral is sung!
A hymn for her...
the greatest of the dead...
who died so young.
A lament for her...
she died so young.
Please forgive me.
Do not let your candle go out.
Always keep A light on.
Good mornin'.
What's in it?
The kerosene. The light must be
Constantly.
Tell me, is there a safe way
Towards the beach
From here, it is there.
If you had waited for that The tide
would have come down the first day...
instead of climbing
Stupidly the cliff...
had jumped into view.
Listen.
Stay away from the caves.
They are dangerous.
What is he doing here?
I am sorry. She did not want to scare him.
I do not mean to hurt her.
I will not be the only one
to suffer damages. Speaks.
I was afraid that it would disappear again
He must have introduced himself.
I called her before, you did not answer.
I've seen it twice and
Has disappeared without speaking.
Was a ghost.
Does a ghost do that?
It is soaked.
Sit by the fire Before he dies.
To be someone so desperate
Talk to me
does not talk too much.
Sorry, what's your name?
What are you doing here?
She's alone?
They are many questions.
I am sorry.
Let's talk a lot.
My name is Nora.
And yours?
You can call me JP, I think.
JP What kind of name is that?
What does that mean?
I do not know.
What do you think?
Are you being mysterious now?
He did not answer my question.
What are you doing here living alone,
Away from everything?
Times are difficult,
That is no secret.
I thought this place would be...
A shelter, I supposed.
It could be dangerous out there
For a single woman.
Somehow I think that
Can handle the situation.
Why are you looking at me like that, JP?
We know each other?
I feel like I know her.
I bet he tells you that.
To all the girls.
Have you never felt the same with
Someone you just met?
Once...
A long time ago.
Well, tell me...
is there another way to get out of
This peninsula other than by ferry?
It depends.
Of what?
How much do you know how to swim?
I do not know how to swim.
Will I see her again?
You know the way now, do not you?
You have to go.
Come with me back to the lighthouse.
At least for a while
before returning.
No I can not.
I do not understand.
- Do not talk about you?
Please, JP He is crazy.
Nora, wait!
What are you doing?
Did you hear that?
What?
Voices.
Voices?
What were they saying?
I don't know.
It was not very clear.
Rather it was a murmur.
Like the wind? Like the creak of
An old house sinking?
Like the sounds of an old
Lighthouse on unstable ground?
Possibly.
Who is this?
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