Over a black screen, birds chirp in the near distance. The dulcet chords of a cello begin to sound, embellished by a woman’s voice moving joyfully through a sequence of notes before harmonizing with another voice. A piece of thread slips through the eye of a needle and the words “Bright Star” appear as if written carefully by hand. The needle plunges upward in surprising close-up, pushing its way through the weave of fabric, before being thrust again downward.
