This interaction in the film makes me bawl like a newborn babe every time I watch it.
It’s so perfect. And I absolutely get Adam Ewing in this.
And it’s why his line is gonna be gonna be my second tattoo.
I drew what I can visualise in my head as the tattoo but I’m awful at drawing. If a tattoo artist wanted to put that drawing on me, I would question the establishment.
But I actually can’t even get through my answer to the “Why do you want that tattoo?” question before I’m flailing and in tears. Nevermind the “How would the tattoo look?” question.
There it is.
I don’t know what I would have done had our paths not crossed
—"Adam Ewing" (via rlopez1221)
How did the first narrator in Cloud Atlas, Adam Ewing, pop into your mind?
Ewing drew into focus rather than popped. I spent a few months reading nineteenth-century things, lots of Melville, and Richard Henry Dana’s Two Years Before the Mast. I was also reading Jared Diamond’s Guns, Germs, and Steel, and I found the bit about the Moriori, the inhabitants of the Chatham Islands east of New Zealand, and that was irresistible. I wanted to work out a way of getting that story in, and I read about someone in San Francisco whose name was actually Ewing, someone lost to history—except that one of the last Moriori told his story to him.