Shosanna lives her life in shades of red - it is a color that touches everything she knows, down to the smallest detail (her dress, her blush, her family's blood).

When Fredrick Zoller's bullets stab easily (almost leisurely) through her skin, a perfect mimic of the sounds in his movie, she does not think about colors, or how her vision should deepen to burgundy instead of black. She only sees the venomous look on his face, and hears a faint echo of au revoir, Shosanna, as she falls.