A dimly lit, small town diner is framed in a full long shot, giving room to the muted colors of the autumnal surroundings. The leaves on the trees are saffron and ginger, reaching the peaks of their intense color against the swollen, overcast sky. The camera’s focus shifts from the diner’s neon sign flickering, briefly illuminating the face of a solitary customer, clearly weary from his journey. He’s peering at a jar of foreign coins – russian kapeeks, german pfennings, czech korunas.
The camera follows him from a high angle as he walks back to his car, creating a striking juxtaposition between his figure and the sprawling swales he’s patrolling against the evening’s glow. A dramatic sense of depth is emphasized between the foreground of his silhouette, the midground of the diner, and the deep background of the rolling swales. The stranger’s isolation and the mood of looming uncertainty, perhaps reminiscent of the unease brought about by the coronaviruses, is amplified in the somber tones of the scene.